Another Lost Souls WriteUp

CHECKBACK the Official NOT Alternate RUN #1215
Saturday 14 October 2000
Hare: Khun The Bug 

Farm Ang Thong Complete and Utter Fantasy 

This scribe admits to being a little depressed heading to this run with the fact we had run in this area some many times, I set my own runs out of Farm Ang Thong, and knowing that the group that went to Pattaya would be having a much better time. But, I went to show my support for BH3, the GM, and most important the BUG, who despite taking so much shit for this run, was actually a stand-in Hare and trying to do his best.

We arrived at the run with a smaller, but elite group of BH3’s finest hashers. Already I was feeling better about attending the run, and coming back to this classic running country. Some of the committee had not abandoned the Bug or the GM in favor of Pattaya (although we found out at the on-on-on that this was not out of heroics, but because one committee member’s better—and bigger—half was going to Pattaya, given him a pink ticket in Bangkok—but that’s the Hash isn’t it.)

The Bug managed to pull out a few surprises in this popular area: long winding trails across soft meadows, with the cool breeze blowing; the soft smell of flowers and eucalyptus; the young ladies with long black hair offering beer and comfort at convenient stops along the way all made this one of the more memorable Farm Ang Thong runs.

The on-on-on continued the surprises with a huge pig roasting on a spit, copious amounts of potatoes, gravy and trimmings. The food was so good, even the GM put away his biases for the night and tucked in to the feast. We finished with warm apple pie—and a real treat—clotted cream on top.

The on-on-on went well into the evening, lubricated by cold beer, and we struck up a beautiful chorus of Hash songs. None in this small group (quality over quantity!) wanted to be the first to leave and break the magic spell. Finally, as the wee hours of the morning approached, we drifted home, Hash songs humming in our head.