Have you ever held hands with a stranger. Have you danced on pink sand and shouted into a crowd of red and white and brown. Have you felt the beat of a hundred drums vibrate through your bones. Been consumed in culture. Have you walked across a street full of people and cars and bikes and trusted none will hit you. Have you been touched by red dust between your eyes. Have you wished you could capture a moment. Put it in a small silver box and locked it away until the day when you want to feel it again.
I have never experienced anything like it and probably will never again. Such vibrant moments and warm people. I almost belong.
