Tuesday, 13 September 2016




Sorry about that.

Yeah, so this trip was rough.  Really really rough.

The week at Burning Man itself was fine (probably better than fine, but I'll need a while to get to that point) but the travelling portion was awful.

I'm actually actively avoiding writing about the trip home right now because it sets me off on a really upsetting mental path and I'm trying to let the "what might have happened" thoughts and images dissipate somewhat before I lay the story down on paper.

I'm going to try not to talk about the "should"s of the situation.  Like how I should not be ok.  Or how things should not have gone as well as they did, or how the vehicle shouldn't have done what it did.  But those will come up.

If you TL;DR: I hated driving by myself.  It was awful.

And when I stopped hating it, I really disliked it.  Over the five days of driving I did, there were maybe an hour or two where I didn't strongly dislike the experience. 

It might have been different had I been in my car, or a different vehicle, but that wasn't the case.  I don't feel strong, or proud or anything other than exhausted and not ever wanting to do that again.

Which is too bad, because the camping by myself I really did enjoy.  Oh, the irony.  (Just have to find someone to drive with me that I can then kick out to camp on their own at night.  Sigh.)

The trip down was awful and was preceded by an awful week, and would probably have outdone the trip back in awfulness had the vehicle situation that happened not happened. 

Which is what I'll get around to writing about as soon as I can, I promise.

But it's funny (not really) to me to see blog posts springing up and people sharing their photos and videos when I am still barely feeling functional from the fifteen days away from home I just went through... and the week... and month or two before that.

I'm glad so many people had wonderful experiences they can't wait to share.  That's awesome.

I'm just glad I'm alive and all in one piece.  And I'm hoping I can continue to recover emotionally and mentally from the last week... and at some point, figure out what all I took from the week in the desert... and the rest of the getting there and back and all the rest.

So many firsts.  (And hopefully some lasts.)  


Blogger Jason Langlois said...

I'm also glad you're alive and in one piece. Turns out that's kind of important to me.

Hoping the lasts are the bad things, and the first are all the good things.

Tuesday, September 13, 2016 10:17:00 pm  
Blogger Victoria said...

Friggin' stupid burning man, who would ever go to that stupid thing.... (takes overly tired self to bed while mumbling)

Tuesday, September 13, 2016 10:19:00 pm  
Blogger Jonathan said...

I walk away from your blog for a few weeks, and look what happens. So is Burning Man like Total Drama Island ? (a cartoon our kids are obsessed with)

Thursday, September 15, 2016 6:24:00 am  
Blogger Victoria said...

Geez man, so don't walk away, clearly! ;)

Thursday, September 15, 2016 2:40:00 pm  

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