How to spend your birthday with 50,000 of your closest friends

Or, my **th birthday on the Playa

This year, anticipating my **th birthday was a bit daunting, to say the least. I just broke up with someone and moved 3000 miles away, so the prospect of spending a landmark birthday with four friends in an unfamiliar city was pretty depressing.

Enter - Burning Man!

Venturing into the unknown, I packed up costumes, toilet paper, dust goggles, glow sticks and A LOT of See's lollipops and prepared to be impressed.

I was.

The playa was a carnival of beautiful people in creative, sexy costumes; tents under which to escape the midday sun; amazing music that moved me all night long; sunrises at Opulent Temple... but I digress.

My birthday.
Well, I was still awake at midnight of the 28th, dancing my little booty off in fairy garb at OT. I stayed there til about 7am, then grabbed a "yellow bike" - they're actually green, and available for anyone to use, if you can find one with both tires inflated, still possessing its chain and both pedals. (The one I found was actually missing a pedal, but I just hooked the crook of my boot onto the metal rod and made do) I rode across the playa, letting the breeze stroke my newly birthed skin.

Took a 2-hour nap (the only sleep of the day), then got ready for the day: massage at Cock'n'Waffles. Two massage therapists and a *very* adorable Reiki healer I had met the day before at a party worked on me. Yum. Don't mind the bruises on my a$$ - I'm as delicate as the princess and the pea, and we all know it.

Truth Ruth brought me waffle while I waited, and some cute boy brought me watermelon to cool me down. I noticed a gorgeous naked guy walking by, and pointed him out to TR. Yes, he's cute, she said, but gay. I wasn't so sure. Five minutes later, he walks into the tent, sits down next to me and starts chatting me up. I look over at TR. wink. A spot opens up on the hammock next to us, and he asks me to join him. Would I like a foot rub while we wait? (These massages were popular, people - the line was hours long) Um, sure. Oh, it's your birthday? Would you like me to wash your hair later? Um, yes, that would be kinda hot.

Hair washed, feet rubbed, body kneaded and energetically balanced, I grabbed Spike and Karol, and we headed to The Deep End for some afternoon dancing. I changed out of my nipple tape and into a little dominatrix outfit - purple bustier and black boy shorts with knee-high boots. Along the way, we ran into Danny Greene who helped us celebrate, then helped lead Shabbat services back at Sukkat Shalom.

Jade Netanya, Shuli, Avi W. and all kinds of wonderful people showed up for services, which were super fun and creative. Then a little brigade of friends went off in search of birthday adventure. Everywhere we went, Rachel, Tamuz, Avi and Spike would yell "it's her birthday" and people would scream and hug me and sing. So much fun.

First stop, Thunderdome. Spike and Snow White wanted to go at it with an audience. Too bad it was closed. But hey, we don't need things to be open! We did it ourselves. Avi announced and I tried to rile up the crowd. Eventually the Death Guild people shut us down, but we'd already had our dusty fun at that point - we were satiated.

We had some party favors we needed to divide up so we wandered into a random camp and made ourselves comfortable on the couches. One of the camp's residents, a hot Brazilian, came over and sat with us, then invited us into his trailer where we got to know each other a bit. Then we all went to the Hookahdome for some hot dancing. (Thank you Avi and Tamuz for proving that sexuality is indeed on a spectrum. You should have seen those two go at it on the sand.)

Next stop - Opulent Temple, where we danced until 9:45am. Ran into Bronya, Julia, Dan and Charlie, who were a super fun addition to the birthday party. I got some birthday kisses from my new friend, and we danced until the sun came up and it got too hot to stay outside!

Thank you, playa, for the best birthday ever.

Harmony on the Playa

Before heading to Burning Man this year for the first time, I thought about whether to choose a "Playa name" - what would it be? Should it be a description of how I am, like "Neurotic", "Chaos", "Buzz Fairy"?

On the phone with a seasoned Burner, he told me that he had chosen a name that would be a mantra - every time he said it, it would remind him what he was striving for. (I won't divulge his real or Playa name here in case he doesn't want it revealed.) So, I decided to give some thought to what I am trying to achieve here on this earth...

Harmony.

It was so lovely, because every time I said the name, I got more comfortable with it, and right from the beginning, people said that it suited me perfectly. This definitely came as a surprise since I have many times been accused of being quite difficult and unharmonious.

Now that I am back, I feel almost like I am lying when I tell people my name is Rebecca! It doesn't feel like the whole story.