Upon moving to Portland we didn't imagine we would ever find ourselves attending the infamous Burning Man Festival - after all, there aren't that many hippies in Northern Alberta and they sure don't travel that far to party!After hearing about it from trusted friends and doing a little research on the interwebs, we decided to take a chance and go in 2008 - little did we know it would turn out to be one of our best adventures yet! It was so good that we went back for more, in September 2010!
The thing about Burning Man is that it is quite an effort to go - you have to get yourself and all your gear to the Black Rock Desert in Nevada, andbring all your own food, water, toiletries and fun - only porta potties are supplied (and you can purchase ice).
So we like to take a year off between "burns" to recover and to go to the beach or mountain...but lately Burning Man has been on my mind.
It is a dream of mine to take a few like-minded friends from the Great White North to a Burn...this manifested itself in a dream recently - somehow we convinced my husband's brother and my sister to come, and it was amazing to see everything through their eyes.
I mentioned this to Tyler and we talked about how great it would be to see this years theme is "Rites of Passage", but that we already had plans to go to Hawaii, Shuswap Lake in B.C., California...etc.
Then I bought two tickets to see Phutureprimitive (a dear friend of ours) play at the Beloved Festival, at Refuge on April 9th. Saturday night arrived and so we found ourselves stumbling down the train tracks towards the venue. Despite the late hour (2 a.m.) we managed to get our tickets through will-call, and headed in to find our friend (who didn't go on until 3:15 a.m.). It was a mini Burning Man, with strong body odor, strange outfits, grungy hippies, and the smell of pot wafting in the air. It was the perfect ending to a great Saturday - surrounded by tripping hippies and friends, we watched Phutureprimitive perform an amazing set of music.
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