Well, perhaps Elijah meant instead that we would catch up with the settlement of all the Hamashiachites. For that indeed was what we made out from the edge of the salt flat yesterday.
It was a welcome change to walk on firmer ground and without that incessant crunching noise.
The settlement grew enormously upon our approach. It seems much more had been hidden from our sight as it extends around to the east behind a rock formation that juts out onto the plain.
A crowd greeted us when we entered the encampment. Elijah immediately pushed on further into the maze of tents, leaving me here.
Hold on, as I am writing this, Elijah has returned with the Purser in tow.