Friday morning,
11:43am...
The staff at ibis tried to be as professional, with us, as they could but by the arrival of the last 'Hash' bus into the hotel, they knew they were in for a wild ride. The receptionist was smiling ear to ear and the manager gulped down an energy drink in anticipation of the chaos which was about to unfold.
What seemed like a quiet Friday morning was a concert once you went past the doors of the Banquet Hall. Every slang apart from the gentle 'hello' was used to greet each other. "No business in the hash." LIkewise, no being formal on the hash eh? Hashers finished picking up their lunch and headed to have their goodies bag. Errrr... *finished picking up their heads and had lunch on their goody bags...
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FINISHED PICKING UP THEIR GOODIES BAG AND HEADED FOR LUNCH... yeah, this makes sense.
2:27pm...
Another 'eyes wide open' moment for the staff and other residents of ibis; Outside the main entrance of the hotel are a 100+ men, women and children wearing flashy green tshirt with the picture of Osama next to an Indian women with big a full bosom. Yup, Osama and Bollywood Boobs were the star attraction of the run.
The buses left for the run venue, a 30 minute drive where the first run of Nash Hash 2015 was flagged off. The short(6km), medium(8ish kms) and long(12ish kms) run were laid through some breathtaking surroundings. We passed villages, lakes, small patches of lands growing grapes... oh, there was a hill climb too. :P
We headed back to the hotel as the sun started its descend and took the mercury along with it. Between the time we got into the bus and got off at the hotel, the temperature had dropped by a couple of degrees, atleast.
7.30pm till God knows when...
Dj Monty sure made the night for us. The party started early and soon turned into a Bollywood frenzy. The bar was stocked with enough rum, whisky, vodka and beers to sink a ship. Everywhere you turned, you'd find a hasher dancing, drinking, dining or just going crazy in the lawn outside.
Saturday...
(The concept of time is now a blur... however, some time while the sun was up)...
The uncoming events of today didnt stop us from partying hard on Friday. Yes, there was a hint of a few hangovers in the air but the spirits were still high. Even before we boarded the bus for our day at the Grover vineyard, hashers were strolling in and out of the hotel with chilled Kingfisher cans in their hands.
This time, the buses headed straight for Gover-Zampa Vineyards. On the schedule was a run, a tour of the vineyard, awesome lunch by the vineyard and discounts on all the wines they had to offer. While a lot of runners gunned in the direction of the long run, many stuck to the short run to get back to where all the action was.
The circle...
This circle can easily be tagged as 'The Global Circle'. Once again, GM's and RA's from all the participating hashes poured in with their jokes, songs and proceedings of the circle. Hashers were called on the ice in various categories.
A very impromptu christening of Patricia took place in this circle. The hares, Screwed Driver, Horny Yeti, Shivaji and Patricia were asked to introduce themselves. While everybody gave their hash names, Patricia, not having a hash name, said, "Just Patricia".
Now check this out; all the hashers must be on the same page cos everybody heard that wrong. And as one voice, everybody said, "Desperate Pleasure?"
Before dear Pat could even convince them that that is not what she said, Beep Beep took a vote and Pat was 'Desperate Pleasure' for her life.
Sally, Fucktronics, Baby Dick, Wreckless and a few others were the stars of the circle as they belted out interesting songs and skits one after the other.
Ahh! What a day it was. By evening, all the hashers finished their wine shopping and headed back to the hotel to prepare for another mind blowing musical extravaganza in the Banquet Hall.
However, the craziness didn't stop only with the party and the music. Just as we thought we had had enough of surprises and fun, opens the door of the Banquet Hall and steps in a girl with a beard and hairy legs and a guy with a tool the size of a human arm. Followed by one peppy sardarji and a saree clad lady. Heads turned and the laughter was roaring as hashers realised that these were none other than Fartashaty, Fucktronics, Popcorn and Rooster dressed up for Mr and Miss Nash Hash.
Yo Adrian took over the contest and asked the participants to do various things with a banana; lets just say, hash horrors had a lot of questions to ask their parents that night. :P
Yet another late night party which didnt stop as the music stopped. Spotted in the lawn at nearly 3 am were a few hashers with beers, cigars and a bluetooth speaker; singing and dancing to the tunes of the 80's and the 90's.
Sunday
(Seriously, you gotta be kidding me if you expect me to know the time)...
With the kind of incline that the hashers were made to go up, this, in no way, was a hangover run. However, this run did take us back in time. Running through a heritage site, with no markings allowed, the hares Sunil Fadia, Manoj and Shilpa pulled out a fab last memory of Nashik.
Caves, ancient sculptors and a bit of history summed up this run on a high note.
Down downs were peppy and quick as most hashers had to head back to Bombay to pack their respective trains and flights.
Nash Hash 2015 ended with hashers walking away with a lot more friends and a bundle of memories they would talk about for days to come.
Delhi hash has finally taken the onus to host Nash Hash 2016... hurray! looking forward to it.
3 Hash houses down south join hands for an unforgettable weekend in August. Venue: Kodaikanal. Guys, you DO NOT want to miss this one.
Sponsors:
Osama
Bollywood Boobs
Cumagain
Aryaman
Naysa
Zain (Hard Liquor)
Johnson & Johnsons (Gimme More)
Obelix
A big thank you to Kingfisher for making sure we never ran out of the beer.
Shout out to Ibis for the hospitality.
And to all you lovely hashers, without whom, this event would not have been so successful.
Happy New Year and have a hash filled 2015.
On On!
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