I spent seven days hiking Sinai with the Gebalya tribe. I thought I’d come back with stories about ancient paths and wild landscapes, but what stuck was the quiet. Not the dramatic kind you post about, but the kind that settles in your chest when you realize you’re just another outsider passing through someone else’s home. We walked for hours. The tribe barely spoke. I tried to keep up, tried to understand their jokes, their rhythm. I kept thinking I’d have some big cultural epiphany, but mostly I felt awkward, grateful, and weirdly small. The scenery was harsh and beautiful, but the real shock was how much I missed being understood. I have a photo of the sunrise over the rocks. I never posted it. It felt too honest. #Travel #TravelUnfiltered #CultureShock