As for burn stories... yeah so it was a small burn of only 300 people. Not sure if kids counted towards that 300 but there were also a lot of kids. We set up near this unused stage, it had a bunch of comfy chairs and a couch on it and they were storing signs and such there. My friend and I brought our instruments, I brought my cheap-ish Yamaha keyboard that I never use anymore, because it runs off of D batteries if you don't have power, and also my acoustic guitar. My friend brought his bass and a battery-powered amp. We set up and played a lot, and occasionally an adult would come by to jam, but mostly we attracted a bunch of kids. They were competing to get my attention and get a turn to play with my keyboard and it was awesome, there were 2 kids in particular who had little musical training but who were awesome musicians. Especially this one kid, he was 11 I think and he had such a good ear. He sat down and played on the upper register while I was playing and jammed with us, and every time I got up and gave it to him fully, he would play all this beautiful stuff. He didn't have proper technique or know what he was playing (in terms of what notes, what chords, etc), but he had great ideas. He also had a real gift for cycling through different sounds and putting them all together into these complex things. I taught him about what he was playing and he was eating it up. At the beginning I would tell him he was really talented and he would be like, "no, come on, you don't have to say that", but by the end he had a lot of confidence.

I was on AMT and AL-LAD throughout that whole day and basically lasting through most of the next day and it was the best thing I could have been doing with my time.
My friends and I stayed up all night talking and doing nitrous... I had some ungodly profound nitrous moments. At about 9am, my friends decided to get some sleep, and I laid down and tried but I was too awake, so I got up and decided to walk over to the side of the grounds that I hadn't been to yet. I thought maybe I'd encounter some other awake people I hadn't met yet. I had been drinking a lot of beers and whiskey all night, and I had a brown out (where it got really hazy but not a full blackout). The last thing I remember clearly was walking away from our campsite, with my sandals and shirt on. Next thing I know, I'm trudging along in the blazing sun, walking barefoot on a gravel road, next to a lake. No one else was around, and I wasn't sure where I was. I felt dehydrated and my feet hurt a lot from walking on gravel barefoot. I was also shirtless and I felt really hot. I somehow knew I had to turn around and walk back the way I had come, even though I had no idea where I was. So I trudged back, it was really painful and it took seemingly forever. Someone drove up in a golf cart and asked if I needed a ride, and for some reason, even though I wanted to stop walking, I said no, that I was fine.
Eventually I made it back, found out it was 1:00pm. I was pretty sunburned, but only on my right side. I lost my sandals entirely and the shirt I had been wearing. I also lost both of my lighters, but had somehow gained a light that had a sticker on it of a different Burn in the area. No idea what happened in the intervening time... I figure I either found some people and we smoked weed and accidentally exchanged lighters, and/or I laid down on the ground in the sun on my left side and eventually got up and started walking. Anyway, for the rest of the afternoon I hung out with my friend and the kids who wanted to play music under the stage, and every time I ran out to get something from my tent or go to the bathroom the sun felt burning hot on my skin. My friends and I found it greatly amusing when I recounted my story (or rather, my lack of story).
Lots more stuff too but those stick out to me... as was the case in the last music festival I went to like 2 weeks before this, I ended up hanging out with kids as much as or more than adults. I love that, kids are so much fun, and you can teach them things, and they really, really appreciate an adult hanging out with them on their level.
Next year we want to register a theme camp where we bring a quiet generator and more/nicer instruments and some amps, and have a jam/music teaching station, officially.