I would take the taste of 

an ice cream freezing my mouth and giving me a brain freeze in the  Sahara desert.

I would take the sound of 

the sea waves, splashing against my body – cold, frozen.

I would take the taste of 

marmite toast, 

melting butter, warm and hot In the North Pole.

I would take the sound of 

The Pacific Ocean splashing against my body like getting dunked in ice.

I would take the smell of 

the Japanese flag then eat the rainbow down the oesophagus.