The day had been spent speeding (and tumbling in my case) down enormous sand dunes on questionable snowboards, a pastime that filled one's head with sand and spirit with unending exhilaration. We had swum in hot springs and very cold springs, taken our meals of locally grown cucumbers, tomatoes and cheese on a blanket in the shade of a palm tree, and held on for our dear lives as our Toyota Land Cruiser raced mercilessly across the dunes. As the sun set over the dunes, however, we all began to feel the calm of night. Two of my friends sit below the dunes enjoying a moment to themselves, shared only with Mother Nature.