Gay camp burning man

Welcome to the Queerburners unofficial guide to going to Burning Man and surviving!

By this point you’ve heard of Burning Man. You’ve seen the videos of glowing people dancing in front of big art in the desert. Your friends have been, or at least, maybe you met someone at a party who wouldn’t shut up about how it transformed their life. Maybe you’ve resisted going in the past; maybe that’s because you have a mistaken impression of what’s going on there or what it’s all about.

In any case, Burning Man is so different from everything else that it’s probably safe to say it’s not what you expect.

It’s a temporary municipality, in the desert, created entirely by those that display up. The first rule is No Spectators and everyone there is expected to participate by building something, creating something, or participating in something.

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Bite-Sized Burning Man Stories

I contain wild memories from my four trips to Burning Man. So much happened in such altered states, it can be a bit hard to recall, but here are smattered stories, in no particular order, representing roughly 2% of what happened on my adventures:

It was my first night at my first burn. I was camping with a organization of acquaintances I barely knew from college, and I had run out of ways to obscure how terrified I was. I almost hitched a ride home before the end of the morning. It was overwhelming: the sense of displacement, the lack of anything familiar to latch onto, the feeling of being friendless in a wasteland. I didn’t know who I was or what to do with myself, sitting in a lawn chair, wearing a homemade fairy costume with sewn-in electro-luminescent butterfly wings, watching the sun set through a haze of dust, my heart choking at odd intervals in my chest.

Then I overheard from a campmate that Daft Punk was playing that nighttime during the lunar eclipse at a huge outdoor dance camp called The Opulent Temple.

I couldn’t overlook Daft Punk, so I decided I w

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We went home!

For the 36 turtles who came to Black Rock City this year, it was an incredible year.

The conditions were… hard. Burning Man is always hard, but this year was worse than usual. The weather was hotter. There were more dust storms and whiteouts, which always seemed to be at the least convenient times (the create team put up most of the camp in super windy whiteout conditions). The things that we depend on the Burning Man organization to find right (roads, ice, fuel, gate and exodus) … were not right.

As a camp, we had doubled in size, and a majority of us (24) had never been to Burning Man before. We were way more ambitious in terms of the camp we built, the interactive programs we position on, the quality of the food we made, and a lot more.

There was a ton of work, but we were ready for it, and we got it all d

Culture

We’re pretty nerdy.

We are, to a large extent, nerds, engineers, programmers, gaymers, creators and artists, scientists and philosophers. A lot of us know our way around Python, LED circuits, computer science, and Monty Python. Debates about tabs vs. spaces turn us on.

We are a male gay camp.

Everyone is welcome, but we work actively to create a safe same-sex attracted haven in a heteronormative world.

We're burners.

We try very hard not to be one of those camps that hosts parties at Burning Man that are indistinguishable from parties in San Francisco. Time on playa is too short to waste it by sipping vodka sodas, bopping behind to some pop diva disco music, and getting judgy looks from tall men with matchless abs.

We are at Burning Man to get lost in dust storms, to jury-rig elaborate outdoor social showers, to collapse asleep in a geodesic dome while somebody explains how to ma