Huacachina/ Sand boarding

In the middle of nowhere, it seemed like, there was a little oasis called Huacachina. The dunes that surrounded this little town were massive and starting to take over. Roughly twenty or thirty stories high with wind knocking them down or making them bigger. The little laguna (lake) looked like a mirage from up on top of the dunes. There was nothing but desert for miles except the city of Ica and the little oasis of Huacachina. The reason we stopped in this little place was because sand boarding was the thing that everyone was doing there. Taking dune buggies up that fit nine people, that includes the driver. Tim and I sat in the front and laughed the whole time. On average roughly going eighty mph up and down all the tallest dunes. Every time our driver heard Tim and I laugh he'd go faster. On the top of select "mountains" is where we got what should be snow boards and picked wether we'd go down on our stomaches, standing or sitting. The first three sand dunes were pretty easy and small so everyone was looking at each other and saying "well, that wasn't too bad." Hah yeah right! We were on to the next four thinking it was easy and expecting small dunes then looked over the top. The bottom was so far away and the drop was almost straight down so you couldn't see the other people go down until they were at the very bottom, no matter how far you tried to look over without falling. Jeff went down first of our group so he could take pictures. All eight of us in the group decided that going on our stomaches was the best way to go because the speed and balance was way better. "Keep your legs wide and elbows on the board!" was the constant reminder being yelled at each time we went down. Mom some how bruised up her elbows and I still haven't figured out how she did it but she did. The trick was to do what I called "superman", put all your weight on your stomach and hold your feel up and pull up on the board. That way the speed is amazing going down the dunes, if you don't pull up on the front of the board it goes right into the sand nearing the bottom and you eat sand. Gross. For the next few days after, no matter how hard we tried or how many showers we took, sand was in our scalps. Well, expect for Jeff or course. I've decided Oregon is where I'm going when we get back so I can go sand boarding. I highly recommend it!
-Jess