On the waves of the Dead Sea, I seem to be sleeping in a half-dream and half-awake room. The desert mountains in the distance reflect the shadow of the sunset, and the Dead Sea at 6 p.m. is quiet and gentle. There was a cool breeze blowing in my ear, which made me forget that I was in the hinterland of the desert. The feeling of floating in the belly button of the earth is indescribable.