There was something about this little sliver of the Sinai Peninsula in Egypt that I can't explain. On one hand it was arid and so rugged, but standing on the sands of a beach on the Red Sea felt like stepping into paradise. Maybe it was the relative isolation, a chance to settle down after a week of of ancient ruins. I'm not sure, but when I look at this picture from my first morning there, seeing the sun rise over Saudi Arabia again, those feelings rush back. I remember the stillness, the only sound being the gentle waves of the Red Sea itself. I remember the chilled air and the damp sand beneath my feet, and that feeling of serenity comes back to me again.
I'm still amazed how I was very nearly alone for that sunrise. There wasn't anyone else standing near me and barely anyone at all up. I guess paradise means sleeping in for some, but I'm glad I didn't miss this fabulous sunrise. The colors on the horizon across the Gulf of Aqaba were too intense for words, and I'm at a loss to describe the color, a mixture of golds and pinks softly fading into deep blue. The following morning, our last before moving on, was a steely gray affair that made me all the more glad to have gotten up for this one and to have preserved it to remember my time standing on the beach of the Red Sea near Nuweiba.
February 14th, 2013
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