This actually happened about 3 weeks ago but I’m just posting now so you can just deal. I apologize if it disrupts your sense of time and space.
This magical tale of whimsy and excitement begins as most fairy tales do, with a 6 hour drive along a bumpy African road (during which we saw 7 other cars and had no cell service the entire way). We were going for the weekend to an itsy bitsy coastal town called Swakopmund. That’s how insanely deserted this country is. The nearest town worth driving to is 6 hours away. On the morning before we left, we decided to go sandboarding, which is exactly what it sounds like. It’s snowboarding, on some of the highest dunes in the world. Of course, the hills are made of sand, so they couldn’t very well install a ski lift. This meant trekking all the way back up a big, giant scary hill of sand. Now, as much as I hate walking, I love snowboarding, so I had a pretty enjoyable day. At the end of the day, we got to try something called lying-down sandboarding, which, again, is pretty self-explanatory. Basically, you lay on a piece of particle board, and shoot down a dune at up to 70 km an hour. Honestly, this was one of the most terrifying things I’ve done, and I’ve seen the Justin Bieber movie. Here’s a picture of me being super intense. So you know, like normal.
Going off a jump on some of the highest dunes in the world
PS: The company that took us was amazing. The instructors were very patient, and they had a photographer documenting the whole thing. Here’s their website: http://www.alter-action.info/web/
Tags: dunes, namibia, sandboarding, swakopmund
