The Big Push

I now have slightly less than 12 hours until I have to have my shit at the community truck, and I'm probably roughly half done. For people who fly to Burning Man from Austin, there are two major deadlines. The community truck departure, and the final flight out. For me, the first is always the most stressful, since you pretty much have to know what's happening in the second to make decisions for the first.

I'd *like* to get some sleep before I help load the truck...

...and my checklist is currently to 130 items.

Done.

In the past six hours, I've finished sorting, packing, and yurt-herding. Both of my 18-gallon rolling footlockers are full-to-bursting, and both the six top pieces and the six bottom pieces of El Yurt have been magitastically joined so that each set is one piece. They accordion-fold down into one 4'x4'x9" wall-piece and a triangle inscribed inside that same space for the roof. This means assembly should be snap, instead of the nightmare of black humor that would likely result from trying to assemble all 12 pieces with tape in an 30 MPH dust storm.

I think I've used at least 400 feet of duct tape so far. I'm not kidding.

And maybe one day the last two seams will be Velcro...