Sunday is a hashing day

The trail yesterday was in town with no serious mud or muck, which was nice. Just after the beer stop, I was alone on trail and running to catch up to the main pack. The locals were mostly laughing and pointing which way to go. Except one lady. She was very upset. She grabbed my arm as I went by and yelled, "I hate you!" When I told the local hashers about the incident, they were shocked. The Myanmar people are very well known for how friendly they are to everyone, so what I experienced was definitely far from ordinary. After trail, we had a great circle with people sitting on huge blocks of ice to atone for their shenanigans. Then we were bussed back to the hotel.

Saturday evening was an amazing buffet in the hotel ballroom, complete with two ice luges, a birthday cake, and a live band. Terrific!

Right now, we're having circle for the hangover trail we just finished. After this, we'll walk down the street to a hotel buffet. Yummy!

So long [for now] and thanks for all the fish. ✌️Les mer