Although I’m in a desert, it’s surprisingly cold. This is because of the wind, which has been blowing hard since the moment I set foot on Mitzpe Ramon, a settlement in the middle of the Negev desert.
It blows through my hair and the gaping crater, howling endlessly into the depth and swirling back to me. I’m sitting on a cliff with a flat top, which plummets under my feet into the emptiness of the erosion cirque -the largest in the world.
After the never-sleeping Tel Aviv and the amazingly chaotic Jerusalem, I completely relaxed my body, mind and soul in Mitzpe Ramon, a small urban settlement at the heart of the Negev desert. Here, I stayed at the Ibex Desert Inn, a colourful boutique hotel with an artistic vibe.
Run by the lovely Aviva, this seven-room boutique hotel is homey and welcoming. It provided a peaceful place where I could finally relax and breathe in all the beautiful emotions of my two-week trip around Israel.