It most certainly was.
I went to Burning Man for the first time in my life in 2012.
I'd heard about it forever, but had never been.
And even after going, I wasn't necessarily sold on it.
I had a great time, an amazing experience, however...
I didn't know whether I'd ever return.
But I did.
And it was a totally different experience, but this time around I couldn't imagine not coming back.
I've had a hella va time finding my rental cars.
They are generic at best, not sporting all the rack ad-ons of the Rav4.
Then I remembered the flag that the Circuscombustus/Funk Pirates gave me to find my bicycle among the hordes of others at Burning Man.
It works in the "default" world as well.
This was posted the other day on Facebook.
It was more about yoga, vegetarianism, and eastern religions than Burning Man.
However, it was hard not to notice that BM was on the list as well, particularly because it was under the highlighted "Heavy metal" listing.
I've been tagged several times with Burning Man pics.
And I am so grateful to get those photos.
Up Close and Personal
And then there's the part about being back in Atlanta with a whole bunch of folk who I camped with, last year and the year before.
I've hung out with them at local bars as well as "burner" events such as Santacon.
I'll be hanging out with a bunch of them tomorrow night on New Year's Eve.
And then there's the reminder I see every time I come up to my car.
I ran my first Ultra marathon at Burning Man, 31+ miles in the desert.
Yeah, somehow I did that.