This is my 130th post according to my dashboard. Seems like I only started this stuff last week, but when I look back and see my older posts, I think "Jeez, don't I have anything to do with my life but put posts on here?"
Another 130. This weekend, 130 hashers gathered in Cocoa Beach, FL. We partied, we ran (some of us walked), we played drinking games, we sang bawdy drinking songs, we laughed and smiled, strained our bodies together in a joyful communion.
Now the party is over, the clean up is done. 130 hashers are presently returning to normality and the mismanagement staff is happily going over the weekend; did our visitors have a good time? did everyone get enough beer, enough food, enough whatever it was they needed? did we represent ourselves well and truly as BVDH3? I think that we certainly did. I think most of mismanagement will say they don't ever want to host something so large again. I also think that if I were to be given that task again, I would want exactly the same crew online to make it happen. It is exhausting work, but such a pleasure to see the other hashers so happy and know that we helped make it happen for them.
Now I've got to make my own return to normality. What's the third 130? The number of pounds of sweaty, smelly laundry I need to wash for Yaw and myself. Exactly one pair of jeans, one pair of socks, and a towel came home not smelling like sweat, beer, or some other unknown substance. I must have had a great time too...
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