A Tissue Full of Desert Sand

It was pouring rain and the wind blew the water sideways, the puddles dancing as though they contained invisible little dervishes. It was impossible to see out the taxi window so I kept lowering it and sticking my head out to take in as much as possible before leaving this magical place. There was little time and I had gone through so much to get here. I kept telling myself that it was better than nothing, but was it? I had looked so forward to seeing this land that when stormy seas decided...