The Harare hash
Last week, I had unfortunately missed the hash. It was too far out of town and although I had secured a lift from Tawanda, and we left the offices at 3:30pm, we didn't arrive at my place, to pick up some sporting gear, until 5:30, the time I had to be at the other side of town, to start running.
This week, arriving way to early, I had a good time at the hash. The crowd's fairly old (on average 40+), but fairly raunchy and fairly large (about 50 people), so all was well. We started close to the stadium at a HUGE house with a HUGE garden and after returning, a short circle, fantastic Indian food and amazing chocolate cake, I ended up with a small group, drinking, dancing and being force-fed with vodka.
What a world.