Run No. 162 - 8th April 2006
Once in a while, instead of mangamangaing in the mustuni, SWANK HHH venture into Mombasa Town…. sorry… City.
This was what happened last Saturday, when a depleted pack assembled at Graphic Touch in Kenyatta Avenue. They were joined by Kabul, a recent immigrant from Kampala HHH. What better way to acquaint yourself with a strange new city than by getting yourself lost with a bunch of half minds? Especially when the trail has been laid by a virgin hare. So, off we trundled through Majengo.
The tilapia vendors were much amused by the shouts of “Are You?”, “Keep Checking Deeper, Jinga Moto Wewe!”, all accompanied by the honking of a sick Hash Horn that seemed to have succumbed to laryngitis because of the recent rains.
On and On the FRBs forged, startling shikamoo ladies who were otherwise enjoying their Saturday afternoon, leaving the following walkers and pregnants to explain their deranged behaviour.
The trail entered Mvita and crossed over the ancient railway bridge into the industrial area. The GM was still having trouble with his horn, the green bulbous part being completely useless. An African solution was required so he enlisted the help of a roadside karanga mama who mended his weapon with the help of a pair of spoons….
Ganjoni and Mbaraki were the next places to be disturbed and we ended up at the idyllic Mombasa Yacht Club, where the circle was held. What did we think of the trail?? “Not enough dog poo!” “Not enough tarmac!” “Not enough sewage”. Apart from that the Virgin Hare Ahmed was congratulated for a job well done.