I left David’s house for the last time before Burning Man, all my gear in hand and his tent in tow. Feeling clever today, I decided to take the L train to town and explore all of SF’s transport systems. However, lucky me got stuck underground just outside the Castro for an hour, with loads of Chinese locals panicking (there was a festival in Chinatown). Finally, pulling into the Castro I decided to leave the madness of the train behind me, and bumped into a bare-chested guy painted blue and purple, who asked about my sexual orientation before inviting me to some slightly drug-fuelled party. I passed this up, figuring it sounded enough like the week-long party I was on my way to.
I finally reached North Beach, struggling with bags of food, hoops and tents. I was pretty fed up, and late. I met Danger who helped me with my things to the Green Tortoise hostel and found out our driver had gone AWOL. I started to get a sinking feeling about this day. Sarah and Danger had picked up the giant car fine the day before, but later went out to some bars, which for Sarah turned into a bit of an accidental bender. When she woke up, it was in the street, and surrounded by Firemen saying “Are you alright miss? You can’t sleep here.” Cue Danger and I sitting around on a stoop around the corner from the hostel, mooching and hooping, when Sarah staggers around the corner and crumples in a heap at our feet.
This was how the day continued, with the occasional passer-by joining us, and eventually a group of homeless drunks, who were in fact very friendly but really liked touching Danger’s toenails… Eventually Sarah woke up and I carried her back inside the hostel, where we had to book the last 3 bunks. There was no way we’d get to the desert today, I was terrified of driving the huge car especially on the wrong side of the road, as was Danger, so we gave in. We could only hope tomorrow was in our favour… in desperation I checked the Green Tortoise’s own coach travelling to Burning Man, and the To Flame bus, and to my dismay found out my ride home back from the Burn had been cancelled as well. I tried as hard as I could not to worry about it, there must be a way home, and concentrated on trying to keep everyone together – we must get there!