One never knows what to expect in the Whiteaker District, and a small sailing ship pulled up on the curb shouldn’t really be a surprise. At first, I assumed it was just some sort of ornament. But a closer look shows that it got here under its own power, and on its own wheels.
The wheels are just barely noticeable under its”skirt”. But the drivers seat, steering wheel, and lawn-tractor engine are more obvious, at closer inspection. And given the thick coating of white dust on the engine, it’s also obvious that this vehicle recently spent some time on the dusty sands of Burning Man. I’m assuming it didn’t drive back under its own power.