Daddy dear, Azeem, made an appearance for the first time after being promoted to the post of a DAD. Congratulations! There were more expats than locals in this chapter of the Bombay Hash. Overall, the turn out was pretty low on this run but it was it was the bad luck of the people who could not make it for the beautifully laid out trail by Shelby 'Captain Crap' himself. And what a colorful run it was. Yeah! Shelby marked the run with blue, yellow and pink and white chalk.
The run, divided in a run and a walk, 10km and 5kms respectively. The short run took us straight into a slum dwelling which further extended into a pig farm (to say, as that place was thronged with pigs). The marking was wonderful and kept us on the track as we emerged back on the Juhu Tara road and headed straight to the beach from where it was a long walk on the beach back to the beers. The scene was perfect. We parked ourselves on a big bump in the garden facing the sea and the wonderful sunset was the view. Chilled beers started popping as the orange sky turned dark. Eventually people got hungry and a call was made. Peperoni Pizzas by the beach was another delight. We filled our tummies and had a hearty laugh over the numerous jokes that were shared.
With a tummy full of beer and pizzas, hashers decided to call it a day at around 9pm and thinned away.
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