this is another shot of the playa floor. there are tracks everywhere, in every depth and shape. the most identifiable tracks were those made by a steam locomotive.
on saturday, the day of the burn, ryan and i were out on the playa exploring. we found the temple of hope. it was a huge white wooden memorial temple. there were signs and scrawls all over it. people remembering lost ones and writing message to them. after reading for a few minutes, i started to tear up. i wanted to distance myself.
ryan and i walked off.. and i kept thinking about the temple and how sad it was. i wanted to go back. it took a while to find a working sharpie to use. i wanted to let my dad know i made it to burning man and that i was thinking of him. i wrote:
- love from bm 2006. miss you dad. love, jason
the temple was burned down sunday night.