The
Banana Bar.
We
are amazed at the kind of work Cockney Wanker with the yellow tape in his hand.
A single hare from a different country managed to take us, local hashers,
through places in Khar and Santacruz that we’ve never been to.
Yes,
the run was awesome. It made a perfect 50 -60 minute run for the runners and a
90 minute walk for the strollers. With Cockney Wanker, we also realized that
ignorance is bliss. The run took us from over the Khar station railway bridge.
Now, usually one would require a ticket to cross that bridge but Cockney made
it without getting caught and so did we. So, the run went from Banana Bar to
the Station (Khar), onto the highway towards Santacruz, onto the other side of
the highway, back to the highway from somewhere in Santacruz, onto the over
bridge to the West and then we walked till the SV Road, Link Road and back to
the bar.
(Are
you guys kidding me, this was one hell of a crazy ass long run… lol!) But the
run was so efficiently marked that Cockney did not even have to stand at any
point. Back at the bar (this time on the 2nd floor), Tuborg started
making its rounds alongwith chips and starters. Big screens flashed the cricket
match between India and Australia and every now and then you could hear someone
shout with joy or anger; with every run scored or every wicket taken.
Oh
ya! Advait made it to the run… but you should know how. At 1700 hrs, Fubar gets
a call from Advait and he tells me that he thought the run was at Casa Soul Fry
and he reached there. Guys and gals! We have a winner here with the best excuse
to not do the run.
He
did make it to Bandra but only after the run got over. Lucky chap!
The
party went on till around 9pm before everybody decided to head back home or a
motel or a club or a brothel or a…..
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