IFJ: The Holy Grail
the morning of departure for
IFJ , while I was putting my cash before picking
Walktapus at the station and being late to load, he called me to announce that its own train was delay. It is quite normal that I'm late, I even have a special option in GoogleMap which allows to take into account the delay that usually allows me to involve my co-cars to load the car.
Walktapus is never late.
I did not notice the sign of destiny, that I was crazy! So we loaded the car and we went up Cannes, where we arrived a few hours later, exhausted but happy to have shared a long discussion on the best way to make fun "interesting" trench warfare.
But I'm going a bit far puisqu'arrivés around
Montelimar, a "FLOP FLOP" sounded under the hood, quickly followed by a thick white smoke. Orange terminal, truck repair, 20KM, garrage, taxi, 30KM, hotel, taxi, 60 KM, car rental, call the
GRAIL, 90KM, garage, transfer the contents of the car stuck in car rental, 300 KM , Palais des Festival, with assistance from unloading
Grail , Implementation and beer.
then enjoy the festival despite the fatigue of travel and problems in the background (calls from Mechanic, Nicofig who began painting my miniatures, etc.)..
My demos: Memory 28 (M'44 slightly modified to play in 28mm), Memory 14, a lot of Patatasteak and even a presentation Tactics (by putting all the figs on the table, I quickly realized that I not want non-wargamers affect them: Do not want to repaint or pick up dozens of plastic bayonets).
The worst moment of the festival (excluding travel): At OFF, after several parts of Patatasteak quite animated, I make a final demo. The players, a serious unrealistic (given what they were playing), playing their part, accessories bolted to the head as if I were playing their salvation, or almost without a sound. Once the game ended, one of them (rather haughty) tries to explain the combat system opens some opportunities and it's a shame, "the idea of sense of deprivation remains very interesting" . I was very polite (and very quiet). And I regretted it the whole weekend. That said, I'm going to floor on a version that would be played in 4:00 with management improvements Mr Potatoes, resource sharing and system to "shuffle" cards + game of bluff, just to be ready if I recrosses. Or not. Speaking of
OFF: Padawan Thanks to Stéphane for putting up with my rotten valves and spun a hand for demos Patatasteak. I wish I
, but I was not able to play: Thurs 1918 and the arena of Walktapus playmobils (I have the rules published in THW, but I've never read). The big demo
Games Tu-It (but I'm going to put down several times: I was impressed by the quantity of small pieces of land on the table. Too bad we could not exchange a little more, but they were at least as busy as me!).
I tested: the pawn gold (Skull and Roses), Tokyo Monster (it has pleased many people, but I remain skeptical).
I played Abalone (It rejuvenated me 20 years!) And memory 14.
I was a little disappointed not to see the demo club
Lead Story (based in Nice) which I followed the preparation of the table
tactical forward (especially since our plans were pretty close) . One member of their club went to chat: it seems they have finally could not come because their webs were rejected by the commission because non-fire retardant). It made me aware of the work of the Holy Grail
. This combination of associations in the region deals mainly cut corners and do everything that is painful and not very rewarding in this kind of agreements (such as checking my table is "rules" and my fireproof cloth, or bring my boxes to my car remained in Montelimar, or manage the food, keys, badges, candy on the tables, parking spaces, loading and unloading of vehicles, controls giant pizza or sandwiches): Bravo guys!
The best moments are as always the talk around the table after a game, painting (I told you that I painted with Nicofig?), Over coffee, drinking beer or driving ( I stress "or").
I was quite happy and proud that Patatasteak was not misunderstood. With such a challenge between a assos role playing (oops I misplaced your name) and
Grail.
In conclusion, despite the worries and uncertainty go back with a bit Sappé my spirits, I have good memories of this edition!
THANKS TO GRAIL!
And finally, not always funny anecdote: Two teenage
stop, look at the table tactics (the Napoleonic 1815), look up to the sign, watching the table, searching the eyes and ask "There is where Hitler?".
and
:
A boy to his father "Okay, I'm not an idiot" and showing it dead cows on the table M'14: "Oh, he died this horse cunt!". This sequence of addition on the stand along with a "that's rotten" to which I am happy to have escaped.
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Mr Green (invité par le Grool et qui avait ramené un jeune éphèbe pour que les GNettes prépubères regardent dans sa direction...) JTI Le Tsar Le psilète
