What? No Hash today?

So you've noticed that it was the 3rd Saturday of the month and you got worried when you realized you have not gotten directions for it yet.

I would like to congratulate you on your organisational skills and keen sense of observation.

Well done!

But just like Wirgin Bruce, I'm going to have to diagnose you with ADD and a mild case of ineptitude.

Today's Hash is postponed to next week, to allow Hashers to participate in the Singha Park Trail Run. 

As it was stated in the last write up.

And in the "Hare Line" section of the site some 2 months ago.

And as specified by the GM at the 2 previous Hashes.

See you next week.

I'll post the directions as soon as Shocking sends them to me.  *hint* *hint*


Frozen Ring

August 22nd - Write Up

It was indeed a peculiar one: at night, in the city and punctuated by a couple of stops that you don’t normally find in a hash.

Only 12 hashers showed up. I assume it was because it was past most hashers’ bed time for a Saturday night.

Armed with flashlights and our lime green hash shirts, we headed to the deserted old airport and followed the chalk arrows into town, crossing over Phaholyothin Rd.

As usual, Oral Banger was in the lead (along with John when he wasn’t stopping to bum cigarettes). I guess it should not have been a surprise when they stopped paying attention to arrows and just proceeded to head to the Parclub out of habit. The FRBs had to do quite a bit of back tracking in in the bar area of Ratbumroong Rd., to the great amusement of bar patrons all around.

After a multitude of twists in turns in the obscure sois of the area, we emerged on Sankorgchang Rd. and made our way to Jetyod Rd.. We were welcomed at the Malabar to sit and catch our breath and were offered some hydration. Hydration was provided in the form of beer and tequila and air was mostly provided in the form of cigarettes.

Invigorated by the healthy break, FRBs set forth to continue the Hash while the walkers opted for a shortcut to the next pit stop. Walkers are smart people.

The FRBs, on the other hand, ended up in the Saturday night market. Word to the wise: if you want to go through a crowd swiftly, wear bright colors and sweat profusely. People will make room for you to go through.

Everybody ended at the new pizza place next to the night bazar (all except John, that is). Nothing motivates you to run like 4 slices of pizza, garlic bread and a couple of beers. That’s why it’s the #1 in-run snacks of so many long distance runners. 

(http://www.amazon.com/Ultramarathon-Man-Confessions-All-Night-Runner/dp/1585424803)

After that, my recollection is pretty iffy. The wall of food and booze obscured my memory and robbed me of any motivation I might have had.

I vaguely remember a circle on the steps of a monument to the Queen (which seemed like an arrestable offense to me). John also got named. Something along the lines of vomitrainboworaldiarrheaflamingunicornsourpusslolypopsmayhem. We’ll have to clear that up in the next circle.

Next Hash: September 26^th. Hare: Shocking.

See you then!

PS: If the pics look blurry, blame Spartapuss. She’s the official photograph and didn’t bother showing up. 

PPS: Thanks to Michelle for the pics. I find the blurriness of the pics is quite representative of the evening.

-Frozen Ring