Burning Man and all its glory zapped us this year and we were unable to get tickets.
It wasn’t for a lack of trying.
We were out of the country on the sale date so 4 helpful people in 4 different states tried to get us tickets to no avail.
The STEP sale and the OMG sale were big fat zeros too.
Reached out to Center Camp Cafe where I had volunteered the last two years and learned that I should have worked five days – five days. That would have made me eligible to earn a ticket this year. I quickly offered to put in that time this year and was rebuked. They had been down that road only to have people flake on their commitment. Dang that makes sense.
Stooping to beg for a ticket on Instagram and everyone else who would listen was like a tree falling in the forest with nobody there.
We didn’t get tickets but Rita is on her way. She doesn’t need a ticket – just a parking pass and that’s all in order.
Meet Fede from the UK. He’s now the proud owner of Rita and we couldn’t be happier.
So if you see Rita on the playa – say hi to Fede and take a photo of the gravestones – we left him a blank one to fill in.