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Running and Hashing in Bangkok and the surrounding countryside since 1977.
Bangkok Hash House Harriers (BH3).
Bangkok Hash House Harriers (BH3)
The Gentlemen's Hash
Men only
Every Saturday since 1977. Hashing and running in Bangkok - and the surrounding countryside.
Bankok! I thrilled. I had been six years at sea, but had only seen Melbourne and Sydney, very good places, charming places in their way - but Bankok!
Joseph Conrad
Bangkok Port (Klong Toei) its most storied bar. If you can send the Webmaster a Google Pin where you think the entrance to the stairs was and get it right - a coldie awaits you on 19 Oct in Rayong.
Car Pool Info
BH3 Run number 2427 on 5 October at 1700hrs
Hare: 'Checkless'
Co hare: 'Gringo'
Location: NS Gas Station, Nimit Mai, Minburi
BH3 Run number 2428 on 12 October at **1600 hrs**
Hare: Peter 'Ladyboy' Vandenhoucke
Co hare:
anticipated visit of Hong Kong Southside Hash on tour
**earlier start with a nod to the needs of visitors to return to 'town' at a reasonable hour - a nod is as good as a wink...**
Location: t b a
All Hash activities are undertaken at the individual's own risk. ‘’Hash House Harriers’’ defines a style of social jogging and is an informal group of friends enjoying a simple activity together. You are responsible for your own personal safety and belongings. We suggest that you bring a mobile phone on the runs and note the start and finish location which is indicated by a Google Maps link on the BH3 website.
Running and Hashing in Bangkok and the surrounding countryside since 1977.
Bangkok Hash House Harriers (BH3).
Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst,
Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst;
For the temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be.
Kipling Road to Mandalay
Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst,
Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst;
For the temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be.
Kipling Road to Mandalay
Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst,
Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst;
For the temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be.
Kipling Road to Mandalay