Last night, the Hash run started and ended at the home of Linda, one of our teachers. Her husband was the “hare” who created the route, and it was a crazy one. We walked through a wet market, along muddy little paths in the villages, down more muddy trails next to a creek, through a temple and back home via a busy road.
Linda’s “maybon” had cooked pumpkin soup, stir-fried veggies, chicken stew, and delicious mashed potatoes with pumpkin.
Whetu and I got away without drinking any beer. We had planned to get up early for a bike ride, but alas, it’s pouring rain outside this morning … and that’s why I have time to post on my blog!
Reminds me of the Hash runs I did in Venezuela. One of them went around a landfill! Ugh! Other than the landfill run, it was a cool way to see parts of the area I would never see otherwise. On, on!