I traveled to GZ a day ahead to go to a sportswear mall with some of the haberdashers.
Saturday afternoon, we met at the hash bar: the Mango Bar in the middle of town. Once there, everyone donned their fabulous clothing, and a few people even bought some sexy socks from me. There were enough people that we needed 2 buses. The 2nd bus ran a bit late, and we felt a bit funny standing around in dresses, and had to grab a cab anyway.
It was a run through the mountains, which was all the more fun in a cheap red thing I had bought from the states. a dress is fine, but the material was clearly not meant for running in. Although it would have been fun to stay in my red for the circle after, I felt way too gross, and uncomfortable.
