Good clean mud
November 24, 2008 § Leave a comment
I’ve just covered my face in Dead Sea mud and it feels wonderful. It burns, but it’s a good burn…a burn that reminds me of walking gingerly into that deathly water, in the middle of the sweltering Israeli/Jordanian July desert, with feet that had just been mildly sliced up by coral at Ceasarea and then used to climb Masada. Poor little feet.
On the upside, all those little cuts sure healed fast after their Dead Sea dunking. Perhaps pain is gain after all. Especially in Israel…