"Thanks for going sandrunning with me!" Nia said, walking alongside the tracks that split through the desert. "I wonder why Catori didn't call it sandboarding, though? There isn't really any running involved, except for running to the admissions booth to get a ticket!"

She stopped at a shaded bench next to the train station platform and sat, wiping sweat and sand from her brow. "I had so much fun though! Remember when we used to ride my Pa's grumpy old Ibex down the mountains?"