The Sizzling Sahara

The Sizzling Sahara

This is a short story of two good friends who have known each other

all of their lives. They go on an adventure together to test their

friendship by travelling across the Sahara desert and dealing with the

many problems associated with it.

…We eventually made it to the start of our expedition, although

getting here was our own mini expedition. It was around 12 noon when

Dave and I began our journey across the infamous Sahara dessert. We

had been planning our journey for years but after a lot of persuasion

I convinced Dave, who had been my best mate all my life to join me. He

was quite a reserved person who never really liked a challenge but in

the end I forced him into coming with me.

With a spring in our step we set forward on our crusade. There was a

feeling in the air, a type of anxiousness, as we didn’t know what

would happen on our journey. The midday heat was immense; it felt like

our skin was just burning away. We had only been travelling for a

while but were already encountering problems. Our feet began to

blister every time we took another step into the furnace. Well, I call

it a furnace- the hot golden sand rushed between my toes; eroding away

the skin. This made it harder to climb those notorious sand dunes,

which can be up to 100ft high. The sun was now beginning to set. It

was only at this point I realised what an eerie place this is. There

was mixed emotions running through me. There is a certain stillness or

you could say hostility about the Sahara. I then began to admire the

beauty of the dessert. Although it was nothing but sand I enjoyed the

peacefulness of the area. Then in the background I heard a penetrating

scream from Dave who was now some distance behind me. I turned around

and yelled.

‘Are you ok?’

After a short silence he replied. ‘Yeah, except the little bugger got