as you may noticed I was a little lazy writing posts during my semester abroad.
Well, i have an excuse: I was busy doing other things then writing!
But I don’t want to hide what I experienced there, therefore I am going back in time and tell you all the stuff I did:
It’s the 17th of November, a sunny day but a bit chilly. My friend and me got up at 7:30am and left the house around 8 to meet the boys at the grocery store. After buying some food and lots of water our group of 8 people started the road trip. Since I rented a car, a nice and comfy Nissan Altima, I was one of the two drivers. Our destination: Glamis ATv Rental
The way is pretty simple – we just followed the Interstate 5 East ’bout 2 hours and then the CA-78 East about 40 minutes. With every mile we drove the temperature went up. Reaching Glamis we had about 85 degree. Perfect weather to spend the day out!
At the rental place we tried to put in words what we saw: tons and tons of sand. Incredible. Amazing. Like a big playground for children, just bigger. Standing there looking around we suddenly heard noise. Two quads were reaching us. The guy we rented the machines from and his friend. Both seemed quite busy and talked very fast about different types of machines we could rent. My friend and me let the boys handle this conversation and finally we ended up with 3 single quads and one quad for 2 people.
Then we could start and i can tell you I was really afraid the first 20 minutes. It’s a weird feeling driving on dunes like it was nothing – and sometimes you don’t even see were you drive because it’s so steep! Additionally my friend made her drivers license just 6 month ago. So was her driving style. But by the time I got used to it.
After two hours we changed the 2-people quad for 2 more single quads, because those are way more fun.
Alternately we discovered the open terrain, but we never saw the end. Just dunes after dunes. Of course there is the possibility to get lost, but from time to time some staff people catch you asking how lost you are. At least if you remember north and south you always make your way back to the camp.
By the end of the day – when the sun went down – we get stucked around 5 times (once next to a giant spider!), we lost and found each other about 3 times and we had sand EVERYWHERE! We were pretty exhausted but it was totally worth it. We paid $70 per person for 5 hours of driving with 5 quads, gas included. We already knew on our way back to San Diego, that this will be one of those days you never forget.
PS: We were wondering the whole day why “desert” is spelled with one “s” while “dessert” is written with two. According to the pronunciation, this makes no sense at all.