Although slow
They love fully more
Create faith, embracing
Slowly, slowly
Softly blinking
Down below
Turtles
In love
No one knows
Peaceful loving daily
Through smiles, cries
They stay loyal
They see light
A companion for life
To strive, survive
Love endlessly
Creating moments that lack value
For turtles in love
Nothing matters
They simply are
Flowing like dust
As they are in love
Only a kiss
For that is
Two turtles in love
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Carlos Mesa Pla
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Can You Drive a Ford Fiesta Through a Desert?
I’m flying down the B1 highway from Windhoek to Keetmanshoop with a map and a boot full of camping gear. I’m excited for the first stop of my Namibian road trip: the Quiver Tree Forest. I spot the sign and turn onto the C17, off the tarmac and onto the gravel. I’ll be there soon; it’s only ten miles or so. I am unprepared for what comes next. The car slides and slips across the road. I am not fully in control anymore. I slow to a crawl. The car judders and shudders, the noise deafening, the vibrations rattling the teeth in my skull. It takes me around an hour to drive the ten miles. I arrive at the campsite relieved to be in one piece, even if it feels like all my bones have been shaken slightly out of place. I will later learn that this is what happens when the gravel road becomes “corrugated”, and that the roads authority goes round once a week to “grade” them. Seems I arrived about 6 days after the grader had last been round.
By Jenifer Nim3 days ago in Wander
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That's cute I love it🥰🫶