NASH HASH VIETNAM is in NHA TRANG 24-26 October 2014
You will receive 4 quality free meals, free drinks, a fabric goodies bag with tshirt,cap, patch; trips to islands, beaches, magnificant countryside; amazing runs and walks including ball-buster. Live bands every night.
Can you handle this much fun?????
Register now by visiting www.nhatranghash.com and follow the Nash hash signage.
Run Report for Run Number 83 -- September 7, 2014;
Sunday Bloody Sunday
A bus full of hashers set out this week with bagfuls of goodies for the orphanage where we were to end our outing. The bus went out towards Diamond Bay and then turned off left in nowheresville. Rain threatened so instructions were blissfully short and sweet. Two new hashers were welcomed and adopted.
The walk/run was at the base of the mountains near Diamond Bay, woodland, small streets and villages, barking dogs, small waving children- you know the usual story. The runners disappeared in a blaze and were spotted briefly during the walk zig zagging their way along and sweating as only runners can..
After about 2 miles [no kms here mate] into the walk one of our sturdiest members, Darcy, was cunningly ambushed and after a valiant fight with a small stone, was felled to the ground. No cries of agony or anguish were heard from this brave man. He brushed himself down, rose and looked at the damage. Hmmmm, a very bloody finger and when cleaned off with some water, a very dislocated finger. Fortunately on hand was arse doctor who proved that he wasn't just a doctor of arses but also of digits. After a few painful tugs [!] and the ooooing and ahhhing of onlookers a click was heard as said finger was relocated into its rightful place. The group proceeded another mile to the drink revival post where more first aid, tender loving care and faints were administered by anxious onlookers. Our competent and resourceful Estonian chef, Leenu, had a bagful of giant plasters [also known as Band Aids by the rest of the world ] and this staunched the loss of more precious Australian blood. Rehydration salts, disinfectant of the wound and anti-trauma therapy were provided in the form of beer, a well known cure all. Prick, Dick, Doc, Sneezy ,Sleazy, Baldy and Charles stood by and supervised this event. I have no idea of people's hash names so these will do for now.
I think at this point someone noticed we were missing a Frenchman but we all assumed he would catch up.
On on through Australian and British type woodland, through grasses [no hash grasses I note] and with the orphanage in sight we had one further obstacle to overcome. The small "bridge" [trunks of wood] found there the other day has disappeared. The group improvised and male attendants were gallantly on hand to enable the crossing of a small but dirty stream. On on to the cries of happy excited orphans.
Unfortunately due to a mix up of dates another group of 40+ young Vietnamese were already entertaining the orphans with a theatre act, songs, games and presents. Not to be deterred presents, toys and milk were left for them for a future date and hashers feasted on exotic fruits and Ritz crackers. Local children, realising there was a plethora of drinks also came in and joined us.
The circle formed but with the neighbouring cacophony of games, songs and music it was very difficult to hear what was being said. Thank you Charlie and Harold for trying to reign us in but your job was harder than a whispering game at a karaoke.
So, the hares were iced for some reason. Oh why not? Hot Chili Jenny and Hot Chili John, a Tim was iced for being Tim not Bruce and maybe a Bruce was renamed Tim. It is difficult to be sure. Darcy put his injured finger on the ice, we drank to that, someone named someone, we all drank to that too and went home. Ah, but not quite the end of the story. It would not be an exciting Vietnamese happy ending without a little thrill provided by our bus driver solving a seemingly insurmountable problem. How to cross two busy lanes of traffic in the dark in a big bus? Silly me, the answer was of course obvious. Drive along the motorbike lane in the wrong direction, then turn into oncoming traffic to cross into the right lane, realise you have misjudged that and have to back up into the fast lane. Oh how we laughed.
We realised the Frenchman was still missing. We all hoped he was/is a resourceful type. Well, his French compatriots sort of shrugged in the way that only the French can.
Thank you to all the people who brought things for the orphanage.
For Nha Trang Hash…. The World’s Friendliest Hash
Next run: Run # 86:
September 28, 2014
(at some location to be selected by the hares when they get around to it) (although we have no idea who will lead us) Time: The Pack will take off at 3:00...ish. (you are urged to be there at 2:30 PM to get your act (and ours) together) The bus will leave from Patrick Wine Bar: 3/3 Tran Quang Khai Cost: 100,000 VND (60,000 VND for Vietnamese) (includes bus and water and sometimes even booze and snacks)
Generic run information:
Ex-pats: 120,000 (20,000d less when there is no bus needed)
The price includes: the run, bus, drinks during the run, drinks and snacks at the circle after the run.
Date and Time:
We will run every Sunday at 3 PM
All runs start at Patrick Wine Bar: 3/3 Tran Quang Khai
But see link above for a complete listing of our known future runs.
For those inclined toward armchair hashing, you may follow our exploits by reading the high literature called run reports. Read from our extensive collection dating all the way back to 24 February 2013.
For those who cannot read, but like to look at pictures, we offer you a wide selection of run pictures (including after effects)
Why do we Ice?
Because icing can be good for you. Just compare the evidence from our recent run:
Hashing: What’s it all about?
(Borrowed shamelessly from the wankers up in Ha Noi)
If you like a regular social (or anti-social) gathering with a couple of drinks (or more) and a bit of sweat, the Hash might be something for you. The Hash is a very social and international, recreational cross-country running for fun activity. Put simply: we run, socialize and drink a little beer.
The idea of hashing was born around 1938 in Kuala Lumpur, Malaya, as a club for drinkers with a running problem. They called themselves the Hash House Harriers (HHH), named after the building were they started from. You can find more details about the origins in our (currently non-existent) History section.
Nowadays an estimated 2000 chapters, spanning all 7 continents uphold this tradition on a regular base.
Every Hash chapter has its own interpretation of this idea, but generally, the pack (the runners) try to follow a trail, laid by one or two club members (the Hares or Does). By putting false trails, the Hares make sure that quick runners arrive more or less at the same time at the finish as the crawlers/walkers/joggers. There are no winners and upon completion, everybody is rewarded with a couple of drinks in the 'circle' where the emphasis is on fun and spontaneity.
Why we are so famous!
Before the Nha Trang Hash had even held its first event it was already featured in Harrier magazine!