Run 2099 Run Report
May 26th
Departing on the last baht bus, there were 8 hashers off on another hash adventure with sunshine on our skin and plenty of room to relax and enjoy a smooth 45-minute ride out to the A site. Being slightly hungover from the weekend, I sat back and enjoyed listening to stories of Japan ski adventures, farang encounters with royalty and celebrities (one FaMous hasher had the honor of meeting the former king of Thailand himself). It was a good ride. The baht bus struggled making its way up the final dirt hill to the A site, having to back up and approach the mud hill a few times to make it up the slippery embankment. A helpful Harriett asked a more portly hasher to get off the bus so we could make it up the hill, which was very good advice, but unfortunately not followed, so the baht bus struggled on. No worries though, the sun was shining and Boring Wanker had hinted at a birthday surprise for all hashers.
As the 1st circle got underway, the beer hunters wasted zero time and departed before the GM had time to announce the beer hunters were leaving. There is probably a lesson to be learned here, but I will leave it up to you to pick which applies (you snooze you loose, or an alcoholic will get the shakes and become irritable after 3pm without a drink).
AND THEN THE RAIN STARTED
The hash heard thinned once the rain started, with many private vehicles departing. Grown men were seen hiding under tarpaulins and tables. One hasher, The birthday boy himself, even stole a Harriett’s umbrella and then blamed GI Joe for it.
Ministop, a visiting Philippines hasher, purchased a tiny hash umbrella, large enough for 1 child and unfortunately I found myself, Ministop and Cannon Ball all squeeeeezzzzeeed under it at one point.
The beer sheriffs showed what they were made of this week with no umbrella, no poncho, just guarding the hash beer like men. For many of the other hashers hiding under umbrellas and bushes, the circle photos will go down on the hash wall of shame.
The GM ran a fast but fun circle with many rules being bended or broken … The Wizard was enjoying a plateful of cake while executing his charges, many hashers brought their own beer into the circle and hats were worn … but the chaos of rain changes things. At least the hash had the wisdom and recollection to ice bucket FM for crimes either committed or to-be committed.
Our hats are off to the baht bus driver who decided to give us a tour of Pattaya via a 90-minute, rain-soaked bus tour of back alleys and side streets on our way back to Hustlers bar. Hustlers served an assortment of food, including arguably the best chips I have had in Thailand.
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