It’s the wild ride that everyone enjoys going on, an eventful trip to the inland sea, as you enjoy the treasure of the desert. You experience skiing on snow, but it’s a bit different in that the snow is simply beige and the weather is much drier and warmer. The dunes are wavy and softly ironed, and the vibrant rays of the splendid sun illume the golden land of the desert and glitters it with tiny sequins. The scene looks very alluring, even though the place looks solemn and desolated; as if you’re in no man’s land, it still is very rich in its hazel colors. Getting behind the wheels and diving in the sand dunes was delirious, as we splashed sand around and left behind our tracks.
As soon as we arrived at the site, the tents were set up traditionally; they were vivid red and geometric patterns. The sun was setting and was painting the sky with its bright colors. The chilly waves from the faraway land stroked us wildly, as we walked along the wavy seashore. We climbed up the soft sand hills and kept on sliding downhill until we lost our balance or nearly crashed into the tents. But surfing fever was interrupted by the fresh delicious smell of the BBQ-grills teasing our nostrils. I felt thrilled. It was a wild experience. An extraordinary activity that broke my daily routine, as it definitely refreshed me with the fresh breezes of the desert. (N.S)
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