Tightly-packed red dunes extend before us, as far as the eye can see. It’s now or never, I think, and nod to Bruno to deflate Totoyaya’s tires. We’re heading into these dunes, into the desert of Arabia. I feel anxious, and for good reason. The deserts of the Arabian Peninsula have been kicking our ass.
Grampa - I’ll never complain about driving in two feet of snow ever again. I hope you two are safely on a good road again!
There seems no end to this “white knuckle” story..
Love you
Brittany - What can I say, I’m a sucker for dramatic situations! Most days it’s pretty mundane, though, so never fear!
rcs - TIPS FROM A LAYMAN NON-OFF-ROADER
Do NOT drive in the desert; take a camel, lots of water and know where you’re going. Oh yeah, tell people ahead of time so a search party can be sent if arrival at the destination is late.
Boring but safer.
Brittany - Also good tips. You’re so wise. 🙂
Elizabeth Sears - I think I would find this experience unnerving. You are intrepid travelers; the desert, while strikingly beautiful, appears treacherous and not a place to be messed with.
Brittany - It’s definitely not a playground, but I feel safe with Bruno, who has logged more desert miles than most! 🙂