Each year, I have more fun in a different way. The art, the dancing, the friendships (new & old), the community, the culture, the spectacle. The ultra I'll touch upon later, but oh, what a week. My favourite week of the year.
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| At night, reaching for apples, but never getting them |
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| The tophat |
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| Dusty love |
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| I am the "L" in believe. |
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| Truth is beauty. Indeed. |
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| The monkeys. |
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| Me and Wayne after the monkey hut was finally set up. :) Notice the lack of things - early entry.... |
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| New friends, old friends - me, Beth, Gina at DeMentha (of course) |
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| Beth abt to fall |
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| El Pulpo Mechanico, of course |
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| i love this boy so much |
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| The car clearly states where we are - HQ of BRC 50k! |
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| Me giving race instructions |
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| At Distrikt, el Pulpo Mechanico |
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| I'm in book heaven |
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| Rachelle, Sponge Bob, and Me |
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| The Man. This man isn't bad, unlike the one we ordinarily talk abt. |
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| Me, Wayne, Beth |
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| Flaming skeeball. YES! |
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| Flaming art |
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| The man in day |
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| The sacred temple |
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| Kathy's Vulture Vortex |
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| Wayne and I at Dementha...and Rod in the background |
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| Me and my Dementha boys |
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| Fireworks and the man |
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| We are so freaking cute |
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| The crew on burn night |
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| Fire and love |
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| Last night. |
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