Around the Hostel
Home for the weekend! 
Here be Hashers 
Scence of the crime 
Where’s Wally? 
Sun 
Sun. 
For our London visitors.. that’s called the sun 
Is that Moscow on the horizon? 
Only the sun 
Sunset over Marseille 
Hello from Paris. And Galway 
I wandered 
.. lonely as a cloud 
The guilty are rewarded 
So Lonely 
Now spit 
Free food! 
At least it was free 
Inter Hash mixing 
Inter Hash mixing2 
Friends, Romans countryman 
Sir Humpalot’s Friday Night
Run – 1
Listen up 
I shall say this only once… 
Lost Control? 
Just follow these simple markings 
I thought this was an urban trail… 
They seek him here… 
… they seek him there 
Runner!! 
Rubbish Trail! 
Sunny south of France? 
At last! 
Follow the beer 
St Barnabé, the landmark. 
Oooz Ee? 
Dogshit alley
Run – 2
The money shot 
Has anyone seen coach? 
Two coaches? 
Still can’t see the coach,,, 
Fruit machine and Body of Desire 
I say, has anyone seen a trail? 
The queue for the toilets was well mannered 
Welcome to the Calanques 
Chalk talk 
Not Chalk 
Idiot about to check down… 
And back again 
More victims of the check down? 
Rough climb up 
And up 
And Up 
And UP! 
Mountain rescue squad 
Pining for the Fjords 
That would be ice back home! 
Run – 2 – Life’s a Beach
Beach babes 
If you’re Happy and you know it raise your leg! 
I’m voting with my feet! 
Beach body ready! 
The synchronised swimming version of YMCA didn’t go plan. 
Sir Humpalot is a fine figure of a man! 
Body of Desire gathers a crowd!
