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My hands were officially gone. I looked down at where my fingers used to be, and all I saw were ten frozen sausages that refused to move. We were standing 9,000 feet above sea level on the peak of Jabal Dhaka, wrapped in a blanket of fog so thick I half-expected a Viking ship to sail through it. Mind you, this is Saudi Arabia. This is the land of blistering heat, desert dunes, and air conditioning units that work harder than a marathon runner. But there I was, shivering like a wet Chihuahua, realizing that Taif doesn’t care about your "desert" stereotypes. If you think Saudi Arabia is just sand and oil, Taif is the city that exists specifically to prove you wrong—and maybe give you a mild case of hypothermia in the process. The "Sand and Sun" Delusion Most people living in the GCC (Gulf Cooperation Council) have a very specific "Vacation Brain." When they think of a getaway, they immediately look at flight tickets to Georg...