Memories

The days run frenetically after the expedition with Fabio, but the memories emerge almost unexpectedly in random moments. Memories of the small details of the desert that at the time seemed almost insignificant, accompany me for days and days that were significant there in the desert seem to fade. The terrible pain in my feet, almost impossible at times to endure, is practically forgotten, if not for the pits and the marks that are left behind. Strong instead, are the memories of the noise of the silence while we walked, every now and then exchanging a few words, or the moments in which in the evening we divided the our few things to eat, while enjoying a rest after a long day of trekking. The emotions every time that I saw the flag of the resupplies and I thought: also this time I have found the water, or being stretched out in the tent with the wind blowing outside, good weather and relaxed although a little cold. Really only moments and unrepeatable. There is a lot to tell. ........till the next time.