Escape from Burning Man

It was supposed to be an escape from it all. Worry, bills, work. A week-long festival of music, costumes and dancing. A bacchanalian desert celebration celebration with an overemphasis on fire performers and scrap metal sculptures that might generously be described as art. A Mad Max-adjacent festival deep in the Nevada desert, one last refuge where revellers could be their true, authentic selves. Except, this year’s Burning Man didn’t quite go to plan.