Gishwhes starts in less than a week, Gentle Reader, and in honor of the Hunt, I’d like to revisit last year’s competition.

The Greatest International Scavenger Hunt the World Has Ever Seen is a celebration of art and kindness that shatters Guinness records and normalcy alike, put on by actor Misha Collins. It’s in its fourth year, Gentle Reader, and I was so enchanted with the idea that I put participating in it on The List. You only have a week for you and your team to complete 180-odd items.

The Task: Participate in G.i.s.h.w.H.e.s.

The Execution: Prior to the actual event, our team – Team Fighting-Gurgle – met online, got to know one another better, recruited like-minded people from all over the world to join us in our burgeoning quest.

Aja! Aja! Fighting!

It was announced a few days in advance that this year’s Guinness Record Attempt would be held in Seattle, and would be a costumed event. Three of our team live in Washington state, so we knew we’d be well represented. We waited with bated breath, and soon learned that we’d need three french maid outfits, complete with headdresses, as well as three “Still-life Hats” – hats modeled on still-life paintings. We’d also need to be comfortable with holding hands with strangers.

When the morning arrived, I met Mica for the first time; we then met up with Rae, who I’ve known for years online, but have only met a few times in person. This was around eight or nine in the morning; we had to be in Seattle by 12:30 – plenty of time, right? Traffic said otherwise; our leisurely drive with time to stop and get ready at Rae’s place in Covington became a madcap dash with large swathes of a frustrating crawl. We arrived in time, though, and got into the line stretching around the little park where we were all to meet; the gentleman from Guinness came to make sure we met the entry requirements – we were dressed as maids, we had our hats, we had our note cards with our legal information and our papers bearing our team names.  We were ushered into a small, sweaty, overcrowded gymnasium, where we waited two hours for the festivities to begin.


After the first two records were successfully broken, all three-hundred plus French Maids were allowed to step outside into the blazing sun. Some of us were off the hook for the third record attempt – there were more of us than expected. Those of us who were watching were led in our cheerleading attempts by Misha Collins; my teammate Rae is seen here directly on top of him.


The rest of the week was spent in feverish crafting and spontaneous moments of beauty and art and love as we Gurgles tried our best to complete the challenges expected of us. I was mostly busy with work and with a mental breakdown, but I tried my best to contribute where I could, in modest ways.

Novel Life Form

Meanwhile, my teammates did abnosome (abnormally awesome, obviously) things like this:


and also like this: 


Furthermore, like this: 


And also also these:


Cat Food Truck


The Verdict: Would I do this again? Absolutely! This was an amazing experience, and I wish I’d been able to participate more heavily. I HELPED BREAK WORLD RECORDS, Y’ALL. And was involved in hijinks. And there were a massive amount of people who registered to donate bone marrow.

My friend Rosalind explains g.i.s.H.W.h.e.s. the best, though, I think:


About Ty DeLyte

Madame DeLyte has suffered a grave disappointment - YET AGAIN - and still believes that freedom, beauty, and truth are what's valuable, rather than vulgar cash. He'd add love to that list - but, well, what can he say about love?
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