Díli

Had an awesome trail with the Dili H3 in East Timor, great fun. It was a bit of a struggle getting through customs and immigration at the airport, but once on the other side, the fun really began. There are a limited number of ATMs here, and both at the airport were only giving account balances, which we later found out just meant they had no cash left. So we spied a mall about a mile from the airport . . . how much for the taxi? $10 US . . . well, how much to our hotel (8 Kms away), $10. Easy choice, off we go to the hotel. We had just enough cash on hand to pay the taxi, the hotel deposit, and the hash. We received excellent hashpatality as former (and stand in for the day) Hash Master, “NUTS ON” so kindly picked us up at our hotel, and took us to the hash. As it was explained, it was the rainy season, so there would be no marks. Past experience during the rainy season has shown that trails were often getting washed away, so we just followed the hares on a pre-planned trail. The start was up on a road side hilltop, and the hares had nowhere to go but up or down. So up we went. After reaching the top, we made our way down to the beach. Do you know what comes next? That’s right, climb back up the hill to the finish. Once all had returned, the circle commenced right there on the side of a dirt road, cars and trucks blowing by covering us with dust. The hash lays out a tarp, and when you come up you get down on your knees, basically on the dirt road, and enjoy the life-giving nectar we all so crave. Many songs were sung, many stories were told, and then the “Prick of the Week” was awarded. The voting was going all one way, until the acting GM stood up and kicked over the sacred mug . . . and that was the end of story. After many beers, we made our way to the On On On. Dili Hash is awesome, make sure you visit someday. On On.Leia mais