Every now and then, Marsh and I are reminded in full color that OSHA (Occupational Safety and Health Administration - that pesky group that enforces safety in the US) does NOT exist in other places. Hotel windows on high floors that come WIDE open so you can fall straight out, rusty metal railings, open pits in the street, creaky staircases, wet steps, etc. We are constantly shown what a letigious, and thus safe, country we reside in.
So when we went "Dune Bashing" on our desert safari, I was a wee bit concerned with the roll bars installed in our Land Cruiser. And I was probably right to be concerned. (early spoiler, nothing bad happened, other than a few screams and an occasional desire to barf on Marshall) We were picked up at our hotel with two other couples, one from Barcelona and an Indian couple from Manchester, and off we went. They drive about an hour away then for 15-20 minutes into the desert REALLY fast, up and over and around the sand dunes, roaring at crazy angles in 4WD with you clinging to the seat and praying they don't flip over. Our driver said, not very reassuringly, that "no one has ever died". To which the group collectively thought... "No one died, but there were several very serious maimings...."
But it was fun, and they drove us out to our camp for the rest of the evening's entertainment - camel rides, sand surfing, a GREAT male bedouin dancer and a so-so (we all guessed Russian) belly dancer.
So when we went "Dune Bashing" on our desert safari, I was a wee bit concerned with the roll bars installed in our Land Cruiser. And I was probably right to be concerned. (early spoiler, nothing bad happened, other than a few screams and an occasional desire to barf on Marshall) We were picked up at our hotel with two other couples, one from Barcelona and an Indian couple from Manchester, and off we went. They drive about an hour away then for 15-20 minutes into the desert REALLY fast, up and over and around the sand dunes, roaring at crazy angles in 4WD with you clinging to the seat and praying they don't flip over. Our driver said, not very reassuringly, that "no one has ever died". To which the group collectively thought... "No one died, but there were several very serious maimings...."
But it was fun, and they drove us out to our camp for the rest of the evening's entertainment - camel rides, sand surfing, a GREAT male bedouin dancer and a so-so (we all guessed Russian) belly dancer.
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