The sand dunes are alien, absolutely.  We bounced, slid, leapt, and stared in awe and our footprints slid away in the sand like water.

No matter how hard I tried, the sand always kicked back harder than I could kick it.  We stopped for a few sights along the way.

And maybe the most amazing thing of all…the silver ceiling of our hotel room.  And to my dear friend who asked, we could not see ourselves in it, unfortunately.


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