Yesterday, I drove along the Saudi Arabian coast on the edge of the Persian Gulf. I was looking for silence. I came to a vast wet area, a tidal flat known as a Sahbka. It looked interesting and inviting but I knew that if I drove onto it I would get stuck in the soggy mud.
I got out of the truck. It was very quiet, except on the edge of the tidal flat I could hear the beautiful rustle of reeds blowing in the wind.