The dry air felt like having your face four inches from a bonfire. The desert had a strong salty aroma. The orange rocky rift valley was surrounded completely by mountains, just as like being inside a humongous hole. Only a large green lake at the lowest part of the valley contrasted with the reddish rocks.
In silence, a group of four marched inside the dry bed of a creek. Behind them could be seen the Dead Sea about five miles down in the valley. Two of them were tanned skin young men wearing T shirts, jeans and headgear made of white cloth. They were carrying large and heavy backpacks. The other two were a Caucasian man and woman with modern summer clothing and sunglasses.
"We should wait at least a couple of months. This place is above a hundred and five degrees!" The brown hair tall man complains while wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Shut up Chris, we only have walk a hundred feet from the truck." The blonde woman responds while looking at her notes. "