(I hope it is okay that I write in first person, I am used to writing this way. Also I hope this is enough words, it's not anything compared to your 800+ count though.)<br/><br/>Sand, sand everywhere. Sand in my eyes, sand in my nose, sand in my ears. Gusts of wind came and went, kicking up the pale grains and blowing them directly at our faces it seemed. The horses seems to be less-affected, though.<br/><br/>My guide, whose name is unknown, and myself have been traveling for days, heading towards a 'camp' of sorts. We elected to travel at night while it was cool, rather than the day with the sun beating down on us.<br/><br/>"How much longer?" I shouted over the wind, hoping the sound of my voice wasn't carried away by the wind.<br/><br/>"We are almost there, a few more hours! We should be there by sunrise." He shouted back, easier for him because he was up-wind.<br/><br/>With the wind dying down, I could see it in the horizon - A small dot in the distance. I took out my water container and drank the last few drops, hoping future Dan won’t mind. The minutes slowly turned into hours – about one hour has passed since I drank all of my water, I was regretting it already. I really hoped the have water where we are going.<br/><br/>Another hour passed, we were close now – not within walking distance, but close. We rode and rode, instead of blurring together like time usually did, it started to stretch out and get slower according to my thirst level.<br/><br/>"Almost there!" he said, but the sound was so sudden that it made me jump, making me fall off the horse with all the grace of a beached whale.<br/><br/>"Awesome. I rather like the sand from this angle" I murmured from the ground, not sure if he knew I fell off or not. Now that my face and the ground have had their reunion, I stretched my legs and climbed back onto the horse.<br/><br/>The sun started to rise as we neared the settlement, my stomach grumbled and groaned, eager for food. I hoped they had food too, food is nice.<br/><br/>“We are here!” My guide said, snapping me out of my day dream about the history of Jelly Beans. I also managed to stay on the horse this time: what was it? ‘Achievement Get’ was the old saying? Weird, very weird. I climbed off of the horse and tied it to a piece of wood and entered the tent.<br/><br/>The frame was made of PVC, it seemed, and the internal walls were just fabric. To the left there was a basin of dark water, I assumed it was for cleaning and dipped my hands in and washed the dirt off. I followed my guide down the makeshift hallway to a room with contents unknown. I peered in to see some water and food – they DID have water!