Where Burners everywhere are starting to freakout. All of my emails start with ‘breathe, breathe.’ Then end with, ‘omigod, i’m freaking out. gotta go.’
For instance, there’s the bike issue. Do I bring my pink kiddy bike which entails borrowing a bike rack and weighs down my shitty car with extra poundage? Do we buy bikes at the Walmart in Reno along with a bike rack? What to do, what do do? At the meeting, I complained, “I don’t know what I’m going to do about the bike situation. I have that bike I always bring, but don’t want to deal with bringing it up.”
One friend said I could send it up with another friend’s RV. Another friend said, “I have a bike for you. One of my campmates isn’t coming this year so I’ll bring it up no problem.” Hooray! Problem solved. I’ve decided I’m just going to start putting things out there into the world and everything will go my way.
If you don’t lock your bike, it will get stolen. The lock doesn’t have to be one of those fancy U-locks. Any simple lock will do. I like to get a lock with a key that I attach to a band around my wrist. It makes it very simple. In the middle of the night, I cannot deal with remembering a combination. And every year, I see people hunched over their combination bike locks, spinning it around in frustration. The problem that I face is after bringing my bike home, I cannot find the key. I tell myself I’m going to keep it safe, but every year I can’t find it! Same thing this year. I shuffled through all my Burning Man bins and duffle bags. Nada.
The one thing where I am prepared—reading! I’ve read the Playa Essentials, The Way It Is Guide, the Art Guide, and the Survival Guide. I’m going to make myself a button that says ASK ME.