Paoay, Ilocos Norte | Charging at the Mad Max Vibe of La Paz Sand Dunes
Marky Ramone Go
August 31, 2017
“Yohooooo, Kuya be kind to us” she shouted at the driver of the 4x4
truck as we make sure our hands were gripped into the handlebar like glue. We were
just about to go over the first mound of sand almost 30 feet high when she
issued that reminder. Not that kuya had
a habit of giving a flying eff of slowing down, it’s just that he follows to
heart the unwritten rule of the faster, the better. He then accelerated the truck
into a dizzying speed, shaking the four of us huddled at the back. The engine
struggled a little going to the apex of the hill but once gravity took over, hellacious
yells from my female companions almost busted my eardrums. As we slid through the
downhill path like one of those post-apocalyptic vehicles driven by looneys in
Mad Max films, I felt a different kind of rush.