Almost there. Excitement.
“Should I stop here?”
“No, keep driving!! Stop as close to the beach as possible. I don’t wanne carry them all the way back to here!”
Ignoring street signs that clearly state “no entry for cars”, the car comes to a sudden stop on the final piece of road at the edge of the beach.
“Ok! Let’s go!”
Lights out, engine off, doors fly open, out of the back come plastic bags and a big shovel.
“Where do we start digging?”
“Just here!”
My eyes sweep the beach quickly. Nothing to see. On the ocean in the distance shine some lights from a passing boat. The sound of the wind and waves fill the air.
I shovel, my dad holds the plastic bag open. In no time the first bag is full. The second one follows shortly after. Back to the car.
“Damn this is heavy!”
The two bags land with a smack in the cars trunk. Two more. Go, go, go! A moment of confusion, one plastic bag is almost blown away by the wind. Focus! Bag three is full. Bag four…
“We got spectators!”
“Don’t worry, just keep shoveling!”
A person on a scooter appears 100 meter behind the car on the road to the beach. The scooters lights are off. Strange. While shoveling I wonder why. Bag four is full as well. When carrying the again heavy bags to the car I see the scooter take off. The lights are still off. Even more weird. No time to think about it. Bags in the car, shovel on top, the trunk closes.
“Let’s go!”
I walk to the car door and see two silhouettes of people moving towards us from the beach. We get in. Engine starts. Gear to reverse. Lights… I hesitate… The two people from the beach are getting closer… Driving away without lights might be even more suspisios… Lights on, and we are off!
“Wow, that went fast!”
Relief fills the car. I can’t help but wondering why people were walking on a dark beach… I ease my mind by thinking they must have been doing something dodgy as well! We drive home. Good work. In and out in not much more then 5 minutes. I can’t help but laughing about the whole experience! Smuggeling sand from the beach in the dark, not a typical way to spend a Saturday evening…

Oh, the reason we needed the sand? The bunny. When cleaning her cage a lot of sand disappears with her poo-poo to the trash can, so it was about time to add some fresh sand to her cage. And as my dad refused to let me just buy it in the garden store as I suggested, and insisted on the midnight sand-run, what can I say… It showed tonight I am not much of the smuggling type, so I am just glad it’s over! ;-)

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