One of the beautiful things about my playa experience was shedding all the normal boundaries.
Pacino DID gift us with his presence.
And I was happy to see him every day. In that weird happy way that you are glad to see your crazy Uncle Sal. It was kind of the daily soap opera. He broke up with the girlfriend during the burn and had to find another way to get home.
And then there was the real crazy uncle - UnJohn... also great stories. He gifted us with his canes - we used them to empty the rain out of the shade structure. I think he is not-camping with Elliot again this year.
And there was the one REALLY pretty boy that walked by and winked every morning on his way to the portos. Never caught his name.
And the Korean couple that camped with us, sort of. Brought fresh fruit over every morning in exchange for dinner some nights. Didn't catch their names either. I really hope they find us again!
In the heat and the dust, you just accept people for what they are, at he moment that they are. Or anyway, I did.
Barriers are implied and not forced. The citizens are taught to respect other people rather than held back. Its gauche to have a fence.