Bangkok Monday Hash House Harriers

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Run: 1581
Date: 8 July 2013
Location: Wat Toei, Pakkret
Hares: Bang Cock and friends
Scribe: Anonymous

From the common starting point at Pakkret, Wat Toei, the BMH3 was once again invaded by the Japanese. This time, they (Bang Cock, Dog Focker, and Kuming Rouge) brought flour and chalk, and greeted us all with smiles.

Heading out from the 7-11 store, make that the second 7-11 on that street, just 100 meters apart (makes you wonder how they stay in business). Trail headed back out to the main road, and looped around the u-turn, then a sharp left turn into familiar territory. KC could be heard telling all "Don't go that way" and "That is a dead end." Just a few minutes later KC would not be heard from again until 20 minutes after the bulk of the pack had finished, but back to that later.

Those crafty hares from Tokyo dipped into grass lanes and dirt paths seldom seen, even by some of the old time Bangkok hashers. One grass path eventually pooped through a barb wire fence and out onto the highway, WHAT?!?! Dashing along the speeding autos, the pack trudged on for nearly a kilometer before turning back into the side streets and over dirt and mud. Ian managed to bypass all this nonsense and find trail, easily finishing well ahead of the pack. Unfortunately it appears he annoyed some of the farmers, and when other hashers attempted to navigate through tight paths in family homes, they were rejected and had to find alternative routes to return to the trail around the other side of the ville.

Once relocated, the pack came upon another CB, which confused some, but it only meant to go right instead of left. Darting around one final concrete wall, the pack returned in short order back to the awaiting hares, and good grub was served up to all.

Now we come back to KC, loping in well after all others, with some BS story about getting in a longer run, yadda yadda. He was nominated for the prick of the week, but one week was far too restrictive, and the pack thought only a century would accurately reflect the situation. Instead choosing one lovely monoglot harriette, Let Us Pray, for the honored weekly garb, and surprisingly, she downed the vessel with only minor sloppage. Well done by our visitors from Tokyo.

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