I didn’t leave. I walked around the village until I found some old structures:
…and the desert park behind them:
It wasn’t a very big desert. In fact, it was tiny as hell:
I took my shoes off and wandered around in the dunes:
Looked at weird plants…
…left my footprint here…
Made a video in which I talk into the camera:
And another, much nicer one of the darkness falling upon the desert dunes:
I stayed until the dunes started to turn black:
Then I walked around the village looking for food:
In some parts it was very calm and peaceful:
In other parts people were apparently arguing on the street:
When I was done with my dinner, most of the lights had died:
…and the stars were shining upon me:
I was thinking of those quiet Gobi skies under which I had slept four years ago.
And I suddenly realized how much I would miss all of this later on.