The Beauty of the desert

It's morning, and we are woken up by the sun. As soon as it hits the place we are sleeping, we can feel it's heat and the day begins.

Outside we can hear the wind blowing quite strongly. Knowing the sand will get absolutely everywhere as soon as we leave the house, we put on our melhefas and our turbans to try to protect us from the sun that is getting stronger every minute, and the sand.

Where the houses stops, and the desert begins, we feel we're at the edge of the world. The landscape is as flat as you can imagine, and the desert and the clear blue sky is never ending. Or at least it feels like it. Standind looking at this immense desert, you feel so small, so unsignificant. Why it feels like this, I can not explain. There is also something extremly beautiful about it. I t is different from everything I know, and it is nothing like I expected it to be. It is like another world. Everything is strange and unknown. Maby that is why we find it so beautiful here. I know how harsh this desert can be, but for now it is the beauty of it that impresses the most.

Inside the camps, on the other hand, there are tents and houses made out of sand and water. The colores are the same where ever you go. The color of sand is all there is. This makes it impossible for us to find our way around. It all looks the same. There is only one exeption, the people.

Every now and then, I see these colorful and elegant people walking around in the camp. But only when it's not too hot. Most of the day is spent inside, hiding from the burning sand. These colorful people are the women of the camp. They brighten up their surroundings with their beautiful melhefas (clothes).

As the day getscooler around 5 -6 in the afternoon, people start moving more outside. As the sun sets, the colors get warmer and they also get this redly glow to them. It is one of the most beautiful times of the day. Just befor the sun is gone it looks like the sky is caught on fire, and the clouds burn across the sky in the most beautiful colors you can ever imagine. Walking around at this time of day, you forget how harsh the desert is in the middle of the day. It is like the desert is blushing under the decending sun.

When the sun is gone, it's the stars and the moon that takes over, brightening up the night sky. And it is under the saharan sky, that we end our day, and goes to sleep.