Madelyn Francis-Clark
Saudi Arabia 🇸🇦I let out a yawn as I stretched my arms up into the air. Me and several other drivers took the same plane to Saudi Arabia despite many having their own personal jets but to lower fuel and carbon emissions we've been told to cramp onto a few planes. On the way over I sat with Max and Charles where we spoke to for majority of the flight. When standing up my legs felt like jelly despite the flight only being two hours long.
Stepping off the plane it felt as though I was hit in the face with the thick hot air that i'm not accustomed to, a new thing for me to complain about. I was wearing a large graphic shirt and shorts so I was somewhat prepared for the hot climate unlike Charles who wasn't as he was wearing shorts but also a thick black hoodie. I also didn't feel like putting my contacts in incase i fell asleep so with this I wore my chunky black glasses. I enjoyed talking to Charles he was quite funny and he was telling me stories about Max and him when they were younger and go karting together which was cute.
As soon as I got to my hotel room I dialled the air con up all the way feeling the cool breeze instantly I felt complete again. I was happy to see my suitcases were in my room this time so I started to open them to unpack a few things I knew I would need and plan this weeks outfits. Just as I had finished I got a message from Alex:
Alex A
Some of us are going
quad biking in the desertDo you want to come?
lol
no xAlex A
Why it will be funi hate sand so much
it's disgusting
and gets every where.
and can you imagine me on a quad bike
no thanks.Alex A
You can share mine :)then it looks like im pissy
*pussyAlex A
Well you are or you would comehaha
that ain't working
plus i'm supposed to be in recovery 😌Alex A
Please please please
🥺ew
don't ever send that to me againAlex A
🥺🥺🥺i'm being serious i will block you
Alex A
Sorry 🥺omds fine!
i'll come
but best believe im not getting on one of those things.Alex A
Yay!"This is disgusting." I groan as I hold onto Alex's arm as I try to climb what feels like a mountain of sand that kept crumbling beneath my trainers staining them yellow.
"I still don't know what you didn't wear sandals." He laughed at me as we made our way up.
"Because then the sand will actually touch me." I answer him as we reach the top of the hill.
"Then why would you come to a desert then?" I hear Lando scoff to his friend but I chose to ignore, today I choose peace.
When we reached the top of the hill there were some men ready to instruct the drivers on what to do. One of the men picked of the group one by one assigned them a bike and showing them what to do and they all picked it up so quick.
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