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Field notesApril 30, 20265 min read
A night in the Sahara: what the silence teaches
Past the last dune, the noise of the world drops away. What's left is a sky so dense with stars it feels like a homecoming.
The drive to the dunes is its own ceremony — the land flattening, the light going gold, then amber, then deep blue. By the time you reach camp, the day has already let go of you.
After dinner the fire dies down and the sky takes over. No screens, no signal — just the Milky Way and the kind of quiet you can feel in your chest.
