Libya Day Two 23.10.10
After we had prayed, breakfast was served, which was the usual jam, bread, tea or coffee and even cereal. When leaving Europe, cereal tends to become rare as it’s mainly in Europe that people eat cereal.
The distance to the destination of the day was about 400 kM which feels like a lot more when travelling in convoy in the desert and the road rarely having any bends or turns and a scenery that doesn’t seem to vary much. All this makes driving more lethargic and tedious, and there’s still a long way to go before we reach Egypt.
Our destination was a restaurant/ service station on the road to Benghazi, the second capitol of Libya. Eventually after the long drive I realized I had stopped off here on the first convoy after breaking away from the convoy to get myself a new mobile as it broke after I dropped it.
Subhanallah, it’s very strange how you end up coming back to the same place after randomly stopping off on a road in the night.
Before setting off we were told that we’d be making our way to the best beach in Libya, but when we arrived it wasn’t what they made out to be. We’ve certainly seen nicer beaches in Libya such as the beach we stayed at on the first convoy.
We were scheduled to stay at this stop for the night so we had the whole day to do what we needed to do. This was an opportunity to get some clothes washed so everyone started washing their clothes and hanging them on our vehicles to dry.
The owner of the restaurant provided us with free food and refreshments throughout the day, may Allah reward him for his hospitality and generosity with the highest ranks in jannah, amen.
There was a reception/party arranged for us but most of the brothers abstained due to the music and singing etc. It’s sad that people have made the issue of Gaza a reason to celebrate whilst the lands of Palestine remained occupied, and the masjid of al Aqsa dwells under the control of the Zionists. Such an obligation of reversing this reality has become a song and dance and empty words and slogans such as “we’re coming to free you”
When will these words become a reality? How long have people been singing the same tune, yet fail to give life to their words?
In the evening the brothers lit a fire on the beach and set around it whilst a reminder of following the religion was delivered. MashAllah the atmosphere was uplifting and it was opportunity for the brothers to feel as if there emaan increase. A lot of the time on these journeys you can be distracted by the reality of travelling and if the effort is not made to keep up with the memorisation and reading of the Quran, it can cause your emaan to drop.
We finished the evening off with a few anasheed on the beach under the stars with a full moon, a breathtaking site. After everyone had left I remained on the beach for a bit watching the waves roll in and used it as an opportunity to go into one of my deep thinking modes.
The sound of the waves with the light from the moon and the dead silence, just you on your own is a medicine for the soul.
I headed back to the traditional Arab tents that had been erected for us where I spent the night.