Burn baby burn

Initially I decided I didn’t want to go to AfrikaBurn this year. I thought to myself I want to forget what it feels like and that way when I go next year it will feel as though I am experiencing it again for the first time.

The closer it gets to the Burn the more I regret that decision. AfrikaBurn is definitely one of the best events I have attended. Although I have only been twice it envelops your whole being. Being able to experience that utter freedom. Not only in the artworks and the music but the environment.

I would wake up in the mornings and stroll over to the coffee “shop” where you could help yourself to, free of charge, coffee and rusks. Most people gathered there in the mornings and shared their stories of their adventurous evening.

I am definitely going to miss staring up at the night sky with the slow murmur of voices passing theme camps. I am going to miss the sun setting and casting its colours on the artworks. The list, naturally, carries on but I will end it here.

Let’s allow the reminiscing to continue but rather through these pictures I took last year.