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Going Nowhere

Friday, May 26th, 2006

  It was bound to happen.   I knew I was always on the brink of saying it
 

  I am going Nowhere!!!!  
 
   I bought a ticket to the annual European Burn Nowhere! 
 
   Nowhere is based on the States, Burning Man which I attended for the first time last year. 
It is held in the north of Spain, in the mountains.  This type of festival or gathering for lack of a better word celebrates radical self reliance, self expression, participation, and a leave no trace atmosphere.  What you take in, you must take out.   Also there is nothing for sale, no beer, food, ice, water, coffee, ect. 
 
 Gifting is accepted and encouraged, not to be mistaken with bartering, in which you trade an object or an act for something.   Gifting is done just with the pleasure of giving and does not require anything in return.  The best gifts aren’t what you’d expect at Christmas but more like a hug,  a dance, help on setting up a shade structure, a poem or necklace,  you get the picture.
  
I won’t make it to this year’s Burning Man.  So I thought what a better way to displace my sadness than to attend the European Burn.  Of course I hope it is going to be as great of an experience as Burning Man, but if there is anything I did learn at BM last year is to leave your Expectations at the gate.  With Expectations there is always a disappointment, and alot of what you learn at Burning Man applies to real life (see my current situation) so I listen and will go with my open huge Burner heart!  YAY!       
    I am planning on volunteering before and after the event.   I have nothing but time these days.  I  will be helping to  build the centre camp and hopefully get to help with setting up a bunch of art installations.   I will have to score some costumes and other necessities for a good time in the high desert.   When packing for a trip around the world one seems to leave the patent leather little red riding hood costume at home!!  I think I have learned my lesson.  Note taken!  
    Nowhere is a much smaller event, I think the cap is at 200 people!  Whereas there was close to 35000 at BM  last year.   I cannot wait to experience and participate in this intimate group of Burners, or Nooners I should say.       
    It really is awesome that this will coinside with the end of my Spain trip. All is falling into place, if I could only get on the freaking Train! 
 
Good times on the horizon,
Good times at the feet,
Spring is slowly passing on
Mid-summer meet the freaks!

Ticket to Ride

Friday, May 26th, 2006

     
  The times they are a changing, sang Bob Dylan so long ago, and these words ring true for me at this moment.  The woman who owns the pottery studio I was supposed to be working at all summer has decided not to open to the public, which means, I am out of a job.   Out of a job!! 

   That is exactly what happens when you tell every living soul you know where you are going and what you are doing.  Friends throw awesome parties for you. Champagne is spilled on the carpet and then what do I do?

 Of course, completely change plans.  
 
 I could stay here and throw pots, get dirty in the garden, chill out with the cows, and ride endless miles of prime cycling roads or, I could make use of my rail pass that I bought on a whim before I left Chicago.    I wasn’t really planning on using the pass so soon, but sometime the Universe decides what must be done and when.  I am seriously craving some good late night times, dancing, and the Ocean…  Spain, here I come!     One huge bonus to the situation is that I will be heading to Spain before the crowds and the heat hits which if fine with me.  I also have my eye on a mystery location that I won’t disclose until I have returned. 
  
  I have come to realize that even though I bemoaned the smog, dirtiness, people and traffic of the city, now I need it!  I could do without the smog and traffic, but people, glorious people, potential friends, drinking buddies, dancing partners, anyone!    

   Country living is not as fulfilling as I thought it could be, for the first two weeks it is peaceful and wonderfully quiet.  Then you realize it’s too quiet after those first initial weeks of bliss, and then you realize, Hey!  Where are the people?  No, Mister Cow, you don’t do so well in the ways of dancing and I am afraid Monsieur Escargot will never be my friend again after eating the melon plant.   

If I had tonnes of work to do I am sure all this would be a different story,  but for now I have to do everything so slowing to hopefully occupy an entire day.  Yes, the time has come to move on.    St. Civran has been a great retreat and I look forward to resting my road weary bones here again in a few months, but for now I have a ticket to ride and I will make it to the action, the Ocean and the fun….  Soon!