Badawï Trail, Syd Stelvio – Transit Days to UAE
It’s certainly a time for reflection, as your thoughts drift through your head, before they coast off into the desert like the sand being whipped across the tops of the dunes. The subject of one’s meditations come in all guises, profound and otherwise, some will certainly have been considering all that we had seen in Saudi, and the people that we had all met along the way. They have been good natured and friendly, gone were the rock projectiles of Jordan, replaced by smiles and waves and conversations with enthusiastic petrol pump attendants. We are but a fleeting intrusion on their daily lives, and I daresay we will never see them again, but those small day to day occurrences make up a sum greater than their parts on adventures like this and a great deal of thanks must go to the everyday folk of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia for their hospitality.
Others attention will drift to home, particularly as we enter the final third of our journey. This time next week many of us will be stepping off planes and being reunited with loved ones, and whilst we think of them always, it is on the long concentration runs where they consume our thoughts and our hearts most profoundly.
We aren’t quite at the end yet though, and even with the mileage covered over these past two days there is still a long way to go. Thank fully the border crossing today was fast and efficient, through and out the other end in less than an hour. Tomorrow, we get back to the competition, but for now the bar is open and one or two need to even up their accounts after our week in the dry, whilst some have seen the light and have hit the gym… Nah, don’t be daft!