Dahab, my habibi

Abdullah, my driver and new friend blasted the first Britney Spears Album on the speakers in his car while he speeded through the desert at night. Nothing but the headlights and the stars to be seen in the dark while we both hummed "oops, I did it again".

 

This was my last moment in Dahab, heading to the airport. I still had sand in my hair and a slight sunburn on my skin – leaving for Milan or even putting on shoes felt unreal.

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