The Red Sand Dunes

 Following on from yesterday's outing, where we successfully re-enacted the incomparable film 'Platoon', we decided to visit 'The Red Sand Dunes'.

Obviously hoping to bring to life yet another cinematic classic (ie Lawrence of Arabia), expectations and spirits were high as we boarded the taxi.

On arrival at 'The Dunes', I was immediately pestered by an elderly  Vietnamese lady who seemed overly keen to rent out a couple of bits of ancient lino that she had clutched to her.

Regular readers will know that I have no truck with this kind of caper. 

We moved on. Lino-less.

As it turned out, far from being ancient floor coverings, they were in fact 'Sand Sledges'. I gather that you're meant to hurtle down the dunes on them, but as anyone who's seen National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation will know, that sort of behaviour almost always ends badly.

But I digress.

On to 'The Red Dunes' . The first thing to note is that they're not really red. More a sort of sand colour......

Secondly, and perhaps crucially, they weren't really dunes. 

 More like heaps of sand. 

Sand coloured sand.

Somewhat dispirited, but determined to see the project through, JB nobly posed for a 'Son of the Desert' snap, but neither of us felt able to channel the magnificent Peter O'Toole....