I just discovered that there’s another place that sells German-style board games about 5 minutes’ walk from where I live, with board game nights every Friday. How did this take me six months to discover? My poor Hungarian’s a problem, but it was good enough to get into a game of Battlestar Galactica with four people. Here the language barrier was a bit more of a problem, since the best English speaker of them was the only other one who knew the rules. We’d’ve been in trouble if he’d been the cylon, since he was translating between me and the other two. (As it turned out, we managed to kill ourselves by running out of fuel when the cylon’d hardly done anything—alas.)