Run:- 2129, 14 October 2024
Location:- Rama 9 Road, Gai Yang
Hare:- Cums in Spurts

Rama 9. Soi 39. Famous for having a gai yang restaurant next door to a gigantic soapy. That certainly brought out some of our more mature Hashers; Hash Hash, Ajan Ki Mau, Bullitt, Booby, etc. A great car park. A bit noisy with the traffic. Cums in Squirts knew where the klongs ran so after the GM said a few words which nobody heard, off we went.

And there it was. Klong Kacha in all its splendour joining Klong Khamen. Our excellent hare did not spare Senator’s shredded paper, massive dumps of it led north. A bit spread out but deliberate hoaxes and teasers brought the pack back together often. After hopping across a few bridges the trail turned south.

A pleasant surprise: in walked McSquirley who had been absent for 5 years. He had evacuated to Halifax in Canada on the Atlantic coast. Frequent winter hurricanes and storms meant power outages lasting several days. He and his family took refuge in their Tesla car sat in the garage with the electric batteries. The heater and Wi-Fi on able to watch movies. It seems this was a new and exciting experience for the Thai family. They are planning to create a unique Thai tourist experience based on this cosy arrangement.

Good to see Gung Pet and her pet poodle back after their month in the US. She had taken her Spanish phrase book with her to help with the native Mexicans in Texas. She was rescued in Hawaii where the local Thai community revived her with real Thai food. But alas too late as the traditional US diet had added at least 8 kg to both their body masses. And the traditional US high costs and tipping culture had depleted their bank balances by at least 50% Bobby Juice had tried to regain his former routine of walking 20km per day. But with only 9km before the run, and still under jet lag, he got so far round then decided to lay down on a bridge and take a senior moment snooze.

We had entered into familiar Patanakarn 25 running territory so getting back under the airport expressway was easy. We had just to endure the sight of pure black polluted waterways, and trying not to fall in as the darkness made following the klong path by the black water treacherous. A good trail, well marked, at about 7.5km.

Malinee had made a lovely spicy dip. Our GM walked around gently inviting everyone to please form a circle, taking them by the hand if they could not hear with the noise of the traffic. By all accounts a good trail and thanks to the hare. Lots of drinks to returners and visitors. Tinker bell stepped in as Religious ass hole, more drinks to delinquents. Then handing over to Nigeria who gave POTW to Iron Lung visiting from Jakarta. On on on to fried chicken and a nice soapy bath.