Snogo in the Wild SITW January 23
Lost and Found
Did you know that over a million SNOGOs are lost and [thankfully!] found every single day? Well, maybe not quite that many. But we get A LOT of amazing stories about miraculously reappearing SNOGOs. Some of them are simply beyond belief, like this one, from Josh in the Bay Area.
Josh writes in:
“I’ve been cursed and blessed with the disappearing SNOGO, not once but twice!

The year was 2018 and I was so excited because my wife had just gifted me a SNOGO as a Playa gift at Burning Man. It was love at first sight! My new favorite party accessory! I literally ran into my friends’ dome, jumped into their inflatable bed with them and pulled out my brand new gold SNOGO and….immediately dropped it into the sheets! No big deal, we’ll find it, right? Nope. The fucking thing disappeared. We stripped the bed, we moved the bed, we took everything out of the dome. We even sifted through the playa around the tent, but it was gone. Like Vanished before your very eyes GONE. So just like that. I never even got to use it! Gone to the winds of sand and time.
….Only to be found 2 months later in San Francisco, buried in my friend’s silk bandana which was buried in her Burning man box. So, WTF???? We’ll never know.
Since getting it back from the silk bandana, I’ve literally had it on me every day. So of course I brought it back to a Burning Man this year (2022) where I resided in Vertical camp. Vertical camp is an 8 story steel structure with over 60 elevated bedrooms, constructed of over 20,000 pounds of scaffolding. To my horror, on day 3, I dropped it from the top floor of the structure, and this time I knew it was gone. I couldn’t even search for it. It had fallen through a crack and then down through multiple stories of people and rooms. I had to accept it. It was really GONE.
After the man burned, and three solid days of blood, sweat and tears breaking down vertical camp and laying thousands of pounds of scaffolding on a 100’x100’ blanket, we’re sorting through the steel and I hear this ting ting sound, like a small object dropping through the steel. And what lands at my feet?! My fucking SNOGO!!! Call it Playa magic! What are the chances?
That is what gives me peace with the Universe. My SNOGO and the forces that be that reunite me with it. Anyways- I thought it was funny so I wrote in.”
Freaking amazing! And I love knowing that there are SNOGOs at the vertical camp. That’s awesome! Also, it gives me an idea: What’s the highest place you’ve been with your SNOGO? Interpret that question any way you choose. And if you’re up for it, share your answer. We’d love it if you do! Just post it on our SNOGO Facebook page. Write it out, act it out, send us a video monologue – we don’t care, we just want to hear from you! (*If you’re acting it out, you’d be the first. Awesome!).

We love hearing from you so much, we’re sweetening the deal, giving away a Dope-AF SNOGO hat to whoever submits our favorite SNOGO In The Wild story. We’d love to hear any of your SNOGO stories
We’re family! A family that now spans 20 countries!!! People in 20 nations, brought together by a 3-inch piece of metal?! How weird and FABULOUS is that?!
Big, stinking hugs to all!
Massive Love,
Arrian


