Burning Man 2015. Part 6 – Burners

Everything is great about Burning Man: location, organization, art, music and even dust. But the best that it has are the participants, burners, the residents of the wonderful and unique Black Rock City. It’s its people – the most valuable resource of the event.

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Burning Man 2015. Part 5 – Dust and Man

Not once we asked ourselves: where else would it be possible to organize Burning Man, where it would just as interesting, but not as extremely dry, hot and windy? On a long and wide Hawaiian beach Waimanalo by the edge of the blue ocean? Or somewhere in the mountains of the Olympic National Park in Washington around the dark limpid lake? Or, maybe, the ideal place would be the most beautiful California Redwood Forest with its moss-grown gigantic sequoias and foaming rivers? Maybe.

But you see, all those picturesque, magnificent places lose to Nevada desert in one major point: there is no dust.

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Day 165


It’s pretty in every random alley during autumn in New England.


The vulgar splendor of the 19th century american millionaires in the city of Newport in Rhode Island.

Day 164


The autumn in New England. We drove almost two thousand miles from Colorado to specifically see this.


The filming of a music video on the balcony of the Bank of America building in Providence, the capitol city of Rhode Island.


The clouds above the Providence confirm the falsity of a statement that there are no straight lines in nature.

Day 163


One of the most famous student cities in the world Cambridge is beautiful in the autumn.


The illustration of average age of Cambridge residents is displayed in the queue for coffee.


The proud tourists at one of the most famous and respected universities in the country are posing by the John Harvard statue with a necessary touch of his left shoe. Ladies don’t have a clue that the unspoken tradition requires every self-respecting student to at least once pee on the statue. There are close to 6,500 university students.

Day 162


Despite the cold and the wind we more and more like the capital of the Massachusetts – Boston.


Indeed, he does. In fact, he is.


In Boston, like in Chicago, the old and new architecture collaborates organically.


Alla insists that she has a special relationship with Boston.

Day 161


The autumn at Boston Common park in Boston, Massachusetts.


The Bostonian is resting while working across the Boston City Hall.


The autumn Boston unexpectedly scootched over the summer Chicago from the first place in our chart of the visited cities.

Day 160


Harvard Metro Station in Cambridge, Massachusetts.


Winnie’s home on the Harvard University territory.


The alternative to the classic benches in Harvard.

Day 159

After hitting the road for 2,000 miles, we have arrived in one of the oldest cities of the country – Boston, MA.

Day 150


Ruslan is striding towards the Emerald Lake in the Rocky Mountain National Park, Colorado.


Fosha is taking a breath after ascending its record elevation of 11,796 feet.


Alla is trying to stay warm in the sunbeams by the Dream Lake at the elevation of 9,905 feet.