Back from Burning Man! It's been a few days actually, but I'm still brushing off lots of dust. Getting there and back was exhausting, towing a huge trailer with a $600 truck fresh out of the salvage yard.
Spent one night in a hotel with mirrors on the ceiling and a round bed while waiting for the tire store to open.
Hawt. It's called the Gables, and it's in Pinole, CA if you are ever looking for a romantic getaway.
But, finally, we made it!
There's a few more images in my photography album if you're interested.
A most surreal experience on the way home was running out of gas for the second time before even hitting the main highway. An officer from Pyramid Lake gave us a ride in the back of his car to fill up a gas can. We were a little worried about what being seen with him might do for our social standing, but seriously, he was the nicest cop I have ever met in my life. I wish I could remember his name because he dispelled all my preconceptions about Nevada state police by actually protecting and serving. He even gave us a t-shirt, since we had been through so many troubles that night. It says "I'm making a difference. I'm driving sober."
But overall, it was an epic time, as always. There's nothing else like Burning Man...
Spent one night in a hotel with mirrors on the ceiling and a round bed while waiting for the tire store to open.
Hawt. It's called the Gables, and it's in Pinole, CA if you are ever looking for a romantic getaway.
But, finally, we made it!
There's a few more images in my photography album if you're interested.
A most surreal experience on the way home was running out of gas for the second time before even hitting the main highway. An officer from Pyramid Lake gave us a ride in the back of his car to fill up a gas can. We were a little worried about what being seen with him might do for our social standing, but seriously, he was the nicest cop I have ever met in my life. I wish I could remember his name because he dispelled all my preconceptions about Nevada state police by actually protecting and serving. He even gave us a t-shirt, since we had been through so many troubles that night. It says "I'm making a difference. I'm driving sober."
But overall, it was an epic time, as always. There's nothing else like Burning Man...
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joliette:
ROTFLMAO. I *knew* you sent that package.
upton0goode:
I don't have much faith in the police, but there are some anomalies out there! Happy to hear you got one of the good ones, though it totally lowers your street cred, for sure. I had an cop stop me in Oregon while on tour-very early in the morning and I was going twice the speed limit through his little town. I also had 3 drunk band mates, oozing alcohol fumes from every pore, so when I opened the window to talk to him I was not expecting a civil interaction. He ran checked my papers, ran my name, and wished us luck at our next show. I shook his hand.