Eurohash officially started on Friday evening with a party, which we skipped. The girls begged us to leave them behind at the resort while we went off to run the hash on Saturday. Being the responsible parents we are, we told them to stay out of the sea and not to eat too much ice cream. Jimmy left on an early bus to do the Ballbreaker trail through the hot rugged terrain of a national park about an hour away. I took a later bus to do the medium trail, which was basically a flat, shorter version through the same terrain. I was disappointed not to see any ruins, but was entertained by a discussion with a Belgian harriette that enlightened me about a San Diego harrier that attended our wedding. Good gossip always helps make the trail seem shorter.
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