West London H3

Thursday I made it the West London Hash after missing it the week prior.
The hare was Teapot, a loud, boisterous individual whom I first met
two days prior at the City H3.
I was definitely sore upon my arrival to the pub. Not wanting to
continue my horrid late streak, I arrived early, ordering a pint from
a goddess of a bartendress named Lydia.
Unlike City, there was a definite noticable level of shit I had to
take for being an American. I'd like to be able to say that it was me,
but the USA thing came up just a tad too often. Mostly from only a
couple individuals. Shame, but what can I do? Like a hasher, drink my
down downs and talk to others, more willing to converse about food,
trail or whatever else.
Away from that, trail was much more interesting!
Teapot was an amazing hare, using a website called walkjogrun.com to
plot out a majority of his trail. It was laid in the dead hare fashion
in a combination of flour and chalk. There wasn't moch in the way of
shiggy, but at over 6 miles and my being a tad sore from Tuesday, I
didn't mind. With falsies, a FRB/SC (turkey/eagle) split and two DC (a
drink check and a duck check) it ended just as I started to feel it
had gone on two long.
Coming in to the On-In (the start as well in this A to A) there was
food and beer in plenty. After ordering another pint from Lydia and a
West London Hash shirt from Rent Boy, I quickly made friends with the
two virgins, one from New Zealand and the other from Estonia. I think
those two will make excellent harriettes.
Rent Boy held a great circle, but was a bit too sore about his not
getting ahold of the hash in LV almost 4 years ago when he was in town
for an IBM conference. Sorry dude, I just started and since you didn't
e-mail the yahoo groups and just someone on the site I can't say there
was much that could've been done.
I halfway think that no one got his email and that's why no one replied.
After circle I got to talk to Thunder Thighs who wants to send Upchuck
a grand hello! Then I took the train back to the hostel to catch a
solid 3 hours sleep before taking the plane to Ireland. So now I sit
in Dublin, avoiding the rain today and awaiting Monday's hash.
Upon arrival here I immediately went to the Jameson distillery for a
tour, followed by a trip to the Guinness Storehouse for another tour.
Tomorrow, barring the rain, I hope to take a walking tour and see a
castle or two.
I honestly like Dublin a bit more than London. There's a very Vegas
feel (minus the casino, sin city vibe) in that this is a dirty city
and they're just fine with that. There's none of this uptight show of
keeping the mess behind closed doors. Embrace the shambles and all.