Oh, this is exactly what I needed.
I missed camping and the sea, and now I have both of them, and all the little things that come with.
Salty skin. Hair that dry in the sun and look so messy but still so perfect. Wearing a bikini and just a light gown on it. The sign of the tan at the end of the day. The shampoo that gets warm in the heat of the tent. The shorts that don’t come up because my skin is still is not well dry yet. Goose bumps. Taking naps in the shadow of a Bedouin tent, while the sun slightly filters through the straws and fabric roof.
The feeling that I have nothing to do except chilling. Having no idea what time it is. Looking at the time and immediately forgetting about it… And no point in looking again. The smell of the sunscreen. The different shades of blue of the Red Sea. Wearing flip flops. Walking barefoot in the huts, on the colourful Bedouin carpets.
The after sun cream. Slowly entering the chilly water and then just jumping (“it’s a bit cold but then you get used to it!“). Being lazy and knowing there’s nothing wrong about it. Forgetting to look at myself in the mirror for days because it doesn’t matter. Feeling free. Relax. Peace. Shooting stars. The moon rising. Looking at constellations and arguing if that’s the Ursa Major or Ursa Minor. Falling asleep on the seashore (and waking up with sun burnt eyelids.. But I didn’t miss this one). Blue sky, blue water, light brown sand. The greatest beauty is in the simple things.
Basata, Egypt. April 24th, 2011.