Walking onto the Midburn playa, deep in the Negev Desert in Israel, it was hard not to feel I’d entered a space portal and somehow magically been transported to Nevada’s Black Rock City (I mean, anyone who has ever been to a burn knows that stranger things have happened, ha!). The confusion makes sense, to an extent…
For me, Burning Man is some parts magical and some parts frustrating and some parts blissful and some parts devastating, just like everything that regular life is – except also dusty. There is so much gushing with positivity around Burning Man that I feel almost embarrassed to admit that two years in a row, I had…
I’m back from Burning Man. While technically we left Black Rock City late Sunday night, between travel time and de-playa-ing it wasn’t until today that I was back in front of my laptop. I’m teetering on the edge of overwhelmed as I look at the backlog of work that’s piled up in my absence, yet still…
Burning Man inspired me to revive my Survival Series, a resource highlighting my favorite festivals and parties around the world. Previously I’ve featured Sunjam, an intimate annual rave on a deserted Central American island, and The Full Moon Party, Southeast Asia’s most infamous monthly blowout. What: Burning Man is infamously impossible to describe, though I did…