Master of sand and time

Today my Belgium friends and I were to take on the dunes. We started our day off enjoying a quality breakfast at a american run hostel. The server told us that we could enter a drawing to win a case of beer after the Germany-austrailia world cup game. So I wrote my name on a paper and hoped for the best. After breakfast we paddled around the tiny lagoon in a small rowboat. Following our nautical adventure, we watched the world cup game with a bunch of Germans and helped cheer them on to their victory. After the game, the server conducted the drawing for the winner of the case of beer...can you guess who won??? Me! The lush that I am won twelve 40oz beers. What was I to do with all this beer? I gave every table at the restaurant a bottle and my new friends and I finished the rest at sunset in the desert.
Now we were ready to take on the dunes! We hopped on the dune buggies and went racing at ridiculously fast speeds thru the dunes. Every other second I thought the buggy would flip over because we would fly over the edge of the dunes and drive sideways up the mountains. Fortunately, we never flipped. After racing around the dunes, we were given sand boards (closely resembled snow boards) to zoom down the dunes on. The way to travel down the dunes is to lay down head first on the board. Your body is only halfway on the board when the guide gives you a shove down the mountain. When I was at the top, I immediately thought...what did I sign up for??? The guide says " UNO, dos, tres" and gives you a shove down the dune. These dunes were probably about 600ft high and you'd go flying down them so fast that the sand felt like little acupuncture needles piercing the skin. And the sand ended up everywhere on your body...especially places that sand does not belong. The whole experience was amazing! I'd definitely do it again! After the dunes, the belgiums and got on another bus and headed south to nazca to fly over the myserious nazca lines.