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A visit unforgettable





I have many memorable recreation trips in Pakistan and we had quite some adventures there but this one in Qatar was a different one. Another country, a place we did not have exact idea where exactly we were, a broken down vehicle which cannot be toed with any other vehicle because of its size and the fact that we were in desert. Somehow, we manage to continue our journey back on that vehicle but unaware of the fact that the sea water rises at night and seeps in the sand up to three to four feet turning into quicksand, enough to reach at half the height of the vehicle, making it impossible for vehicles to drive on them. What happened exactly was that our dodge was stuck in quick sand and when we tried to get it out it went deep further. Now the only choice for us was to leave the vehicle get on to dry land and see it sink. We were tired, soaked and a bit worried. We started waving at vehicle passing by (By the way it was 01:00 AM). Some local people came to our help in three vehicles but they were unable to do anything to get the vehicle out. I called the civil defence to help us out; they said that there was no possibility to get there at that time. Then one of the guys called some private rescuer and he agreed to help us out for money, quite much exactly. Anyhow, we agreed. He came in Nissan petrol with wench machine installed; they hooked our vehicle from dry land (almost 50 metes away) and dragged our vehicle out. While dragging it out, the tire pressure was lost. The rescuer, being an expert, told that the tubeless has shifted from its place and can be fixed. He fixed it. Then he toed our vehicle and got us back to point (Sea Line Resort, 45 KM from Doha) where we could find a toe truck to get our vehicle back to Doha. When we reached at that point it was 04:00 AM. Toe truck was called, which arrived after two and half hours and then we reached home at about 7:30 AM. So this was it.

Despite that we all were tired; we enjoyed this adventure to the maximum. The time before the braking down of our vehicle was exciting, we had barbeque. The songs were sung and poetry was recited. Here I would not forget the Qatari guys who helped us arrange the rescue and stayed there until they were sure that both the vehicle and we are save and can get back to Doha safely.

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