20 km outside of Budapest, we biked with bunches of other people on a bike lane. We passed a bunch of people having a picnic in an open field. We looked longingfully but covertly at their beer and grills full of meat. Suddenly one of them signalled to us. They invited us over, gave us beer and a few slabs of grilled meat. What!? Why they picked us over the other bikers I will never know. It was the company picnic of the Budapest office of some international corporation. Their employees were German, Hungarian, and British. We chatted enjoyably with them for a bit and then played music. Just another instance of crazy generosity, I guess.