Last night I watched the Mazu Temple burn, a glorious shower of fireworks followed by a beautiful flower of fire that left a steel column holding a lotus blossom behind.
This morning, I saw the DPW finally – after a week of delays – use their trebuchet to launch a flaming piano into the air.
Then, on my way back to camp, I saw a grown man with a young girl who was holding a basket full of candy.
“Ice cold M&M’s!” the man called out. “Get your chilled M&M’s! All you have to do is take candy from a strange child! Go ahead! Take candy from a strange child! It’s all right! You can do it!”
Who says kids have no place at Burning Man?
I thought you would want to know.