Here and there, small islands appear from the water, uncovering sand as fine as on a seashore - it's as if we are in a TV advertisement for an exotic, faraway place.
As evening comes, we feel a pleasant fatigue and acute hunger. The last stop brings us to a canyon paved with fine sand, the undulating walls rising high above the ground, washed by water. At the canyon’s end, there is a kind of a natural amphitheatre, surrounded by vertical walls from three directions. And above us - a sky of an indescribable blue.
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