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Travel Writing - The Sizzling Sahara!

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Travel Writing 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. ...read more.

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Being the sort of guy he is, Dave offered to carry on walking. We covered around 50 metres in ground climbing up the dune; I could tell Dave was struggling so we stopped. The sun had now set and the heat problem was over. Only for us to face another challenge- the coldness of the Sahara at night. The wind whipped and howled around us, as we lay helpless on the cold floor. It was almost impossible for us to open our eyes as the wind roared past carrying the grains of dust, which battered our eyes. I knew we had to get help so I left Dave wrapped up with my coat and torch and began my own adventure into the darkness. If I completed the task I would come back as a hero but if I failed there would be dire consequences- DEATH! This was a personal battle for me. I had been battling with the wind for almost 4 hours. I just felt like collapsing in a ball and sleeping but every time I shut my eyes I heard the cries of Dave and just hoped he was ok. ...read more.

Conclusion

I made sure we pushed on though the dunes looking on the horizons for him, but even now I began to question whether Dave would still be alive. My head began to spin and I started to see flashbacks of Dave and I throughout our lives and all the good times we have had. At this point I knew this was reassurance from Dave letting me know we were near him and that everything will be ok. Then in the distance I noticed a small black mound on the sandy horizon. I ordered the car to drive over there; we were there in a matter of minutes but was it too late? Eventually, I got out and with my last burst of energy I staggered over to the mound. There he was wrapped in a blanket, cuddled into a Little ball. I wasn't sure what to expect so I quickly pulled it off and there was Dave lying conscious. He was ALIVE! I couldn't believe it. The Americans finally made it over with the anti-venom vaccine along with some food and water. I knew we would know be safe- or would we? ?? ?? ?? ?? English Coursework Michael Smith ...read more.

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