November 25, 2002
Up and down, and up and down, and whoooa that was close. A bumpy ride at some seemingly death defying angles -- but enjoyable indeed.
We stopped to admire the sun set -- and there were dunes for miles. Some people were trying sand duning -- I was eager, but the thought of sand EVERYWHERE put me off.
Then there was a sort of desert race to get to the camp. By then, it was dark. We arrived to a camel ride, some henna painting (my first ever), some shisha pipe-smoking (apple flavour), and refreshments. After the enthralling belly dance (performed by an Asian lady), we dug into some good traditional barbequed meat and salad. *yum*
From journal Visa abuse in Dubai