Fire dancer in Black Rock City |
Now, I'm not even contemplating going to Burning Man. The thought of me at Burning Man is ludicrous - I mean really, I never go outside the house without at least mascara on, I hate being hot and the festival is in the Nevada desert in August, I don't do well with not being able to take a shower at the very least every other day, I hate porta-potties, I have an intense phobia of drunk puking (well, other people barfing in general) and I certainly wouldn't have the physical stamina to walk and ride a bike around a vehicle less town (well, except for the DMV - Department of Mutant Vehicles roaming the grounds - google image search them for entertainment, seriously). And yes, I realize that last sentence was the stuff grammar police have nightmares about.
Duck mutant vehicle, revelers at night |
But all that aside, reading about Burning Man has awoken a burning need in me for change. For the need to add more excitement to my life and explore the world and people around me. Hauling a weeks worth of water, supplies, food, bikes, tents, etc. across an arid desert to indulge in 6 days of uninhibited craziness and community may not be the best choice for me but that doesn't mean that I can't be inspired by the spirit of the festival.
My version of Burning Man will be exploring more of this fabulous city (and state) I call home. There are so many things to do here in Portland and I've done approximately three of them in my past 31 years. Boring. So while I may not be up for a crazy adventure, I look forward to the new things I will experience right here in my awesome hometown. Stay tuned for posts as I experience new things!
Burning Man! |
No comments:
Post a Comment