What strange ways we find pleasure in life.
At 4pm our dune buggy picked us up and off into the sand mountains we sped, way more than half drunk we revelled in the adventure; the drivers take carte blanche with your existence, rallying around the peaks and troughs at breakneck speeds, belly down on makeshift snowboards you nose dive down giant slopes, we played like children in a monster sandbox and finished the day drinking more by the side of our now broken down buggy.
The final death throes of our visit were spent awing once again at the Large Magellanic Cloud, a galaxy of a billions of suns orbiting our Milky Way, 130,000 light years away. To put that into perspective, anyone in that galaxy peering back through a telescope at us on that night, would have seen a primitive mankind yet to leave Africa, and watched Neanderthals still roaming the plains.
The best times you will have will be spontaneous; a night out with new friends in a strange city, finding out the ocean glows like a Disney movie when you disturb it at night...