I’ve been told today that I look somewhat happy. I don’t usually get that from people. And, don’t get me wrong, I can be extremely flamboyant and up to my knees in partying. But I don’t seem to experience a similar response from those around me when my consciousness is sober and free.
Will travelling across the globe set my soul free? Am I even imprisoned or just bearing the burden of consciousness? These are questions that hovered over my mind, as I sat with my young friend who’s usually either fidgeting with his phone or smoking a big one, as you might call it. Not that different from your friend here… except for the phone part.
Arrival and Past Experiences
I arrived in Dahab twenty-six days ago. It’s not my first time around here. I’m fairly acquainted with the place. I’m still dazzled by all the beautiful scenery surrounding me, truly. But what I’ve uncovered on this visit is something of a different nature… a different form of beauty.
To me, Dahab always used to resound with a state of mortal exile. An exile among endless scenery of sublime nature that reminds one of the gnawing contrast between what is seen and what is felt. It dawned on me, whenever I walked past the bridge heading to Lagoona with its vast seas and deserted lands. You get lost in your mind when nature prevails, unleashing its power and might before a mere being.
I’m not a complete downer, if you might say. I haven’t lost the love for basking in the sun and snorkeling among other worlds. I still enjoy my early morning dips and get my friend’s dog to follow a rock into the water, although she keeps telling me not to. But what truly made this visit a remarkable experience is the company.
Dahab – An Uncovered Cosmopolitan Hub
The great thing about this place is that you don’t get to meet your usual traveler. Indeed, every now and then you’ll run into someone looking for indoor nightclubs and Ibiza-like parties. Good luck finding that here. Don’t get me wrong, Dahab is a party town if you’d like it to be. But everything here is different.
The town itself might be considered extremely open-minded compared to other places in Egypt. It’s a known fact that Egyptian youth take refuge on holidays in South Sinai from their parents and the shackles of a third-world society.
But other nationalities, which might surpass the population of Egyptians in Dahab if not counting the Bedouins, are drawn to here with various personalities and different aspirations. The one thing that really creates harmony among such diversified travelers is the shared appreciation for natural beauty.
“Not Your Regular Dahabian, Am I?”
You’ll definitely meet tons of divers and diving-enthusiasts around here. It’s an incredible attraction, with Blue Hole just by the north of Dahab. But, from talking to people or even just observing them, I can see that they came here to truly relax and discard the city for a while.
It’s amazing how you can easily talk to anyone in Dahab, and I mean anyone! Whether it’s an established local or just a one-time visitor, the atmosphere puts everyone in a calm state that welcomes interaction and peaceful conversation.
I’ve met so many interesting people over the past weeks. Some come and go. Some live here. Some visit and get stuck indefinitely. I left Alexandria rather abruptly, with just a handful of possessions in a regular backpack. I still haven’t got back or even made the decision to stay. Dahab does that to you; and, observing the changes in human nature around me, I think other people can feel it too.
We get stuck somewhere between meanings lost in translation and glances which convey that is inexplicable to utter. But will this be it for me? Or, will I “never leave this city?” Time will tell.