Arriving sharp on time (11:30) to the official Budapest H3 meeting place (Batthyány square) was enough only for the fourth (and also the last) place there.
Accordingly, you have to suffer the hash trash report of me (that is Rabies) again, scribed on this outstanding "Jenga Farewell Run" hash too, starting from Piliscsaba railway stop up to the rather steep Nagy-Kopasz peak to see there only the wooden ruins of the freshly demolished Jenga lookout (Dévényi Antal-kilátó) instead of the hoped beautiful view at the end of a long and exhausting climb.
After a consoling hilltop Beer Stop the pack rushed down to the fantastic housewarming hash party of Web Fucker and Buttleger in Pilisjászfalu village.
Quite a few more hashers joined in on the train from Budapest and at Piliscsaba.
Many from the Netherlands next the local ones, plus other nationalities from all over the world, expats, visitors, or just passing by travelers.
All together we were 16 to 17 in the hash pack, if my count was correct:
1. Web Fucker (merciless hare, generous host, private beer-brewer, cheerleader)
2. Buttlegger (really kind hostess and co-hare, properly living up her hash name by spending most of the time on crouches and/or in an armchair because of a recent leg injury)
3. One More Trail
4. Oh La-La
5. Fart Molester
6. Pussy Peddler (plus her 2 doggy beasts)
7. Titty Tata (unfortunately without her lovely daughter)
8. Delierium
9. Para Limp Dick
10. Kilt As Charged
11. Just Gabor
12. Just Lajos
13. Just Jan Kecs
14. NFHN Kristina (payment denying anti-fee runaway hash outlaw, never on photos, never singing along with the pack, always avoiding Circle ceremonies, mute on 4 to 5 different languages including Russian and Hungarian, most likely a secret KGB agent)
15. ???
16. ???
17. Rabies (Hash Trash scribe, forced in RA, hash song)
No matter if just forced in on the spot, but - as an RA who is always responsible also for the weather - I did an almost perfect job back in time, as it turned out later, at least as far as the mostly sunny day was concerned.
The hash trail was OK, admitting the truth, except for the marking.
Maybe not just because of the chalk and sawdust (mixed with shavings) applied instead of the usual flour blobs, but the 50%-plus in-action loss of live hash force went far beyond acceptable levels.
Especially the last leg (starting from an abandoned stone quarry) was confusing, despite deploying - normally forbidden - high-tech aids by the lost ones.
TT, PP and her two beasts, for instance, who arrived one hour late to the On-In place as the last ones, on their way they were visiting unintentionally an additional but absolutely unscheduled settlement, Piliscsév, while the Circle celebrations started and went on.
Many well deserved down-downs, joint singing, even dancing, at unlimited consumption of free beer, thanks to our goodhearted hash hosts, who covered all the emerging expenses.
Yes, all the collected hash fees (plus some more) went into charity, immediately, to the local village school as beneficiary.
The main course on the menu was tasty hot dogs, so - for starting to eat - we had to wait a lot for PP and her dogs to arrive.