Unfortunately I didn't totally enjoy Burning Man this year. It wasn't the dust storms or
sleep deprivation, it was some of the people who attended.
This is the temple and a place of solemn reflection. When the whiskey voiced woman in
the art car on the right started braying for a beer, I started to develope an attitude.
It was downhill from there...a disregard for the Leave No Trace ethic and the general FratBoy mentality is becoming prevalent.
Don't get me wrong, I loved our camp and we met a lot of fantastic people but things seem to be changing for the worst. I hope I'm wrong, I love Burning Man.