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pedantherOn Saturday night, some friends gathered a group together to play boardgames, prompted by the decision that it had been too long since they'd last had a chance to play their copy of 221B Baker Street.
221B Baker Street was a new one on me, and I like it -- and not just because I won. It's a Sherlock-Holmes-themed game of detection (yes, I know, the title kind of gives it away) set on a board representing a stylized map of London, which for the present purposes turns out to contain exactly one bank, one hotel, one theatre, one tobacconist, and so on. Each player starts at Baker Street, and moves around the board visiting various locations and collecting clues to a mystery (which is drawn randomly from a deck of mystery cards at the beginning of the game), then, once he or she has figured out the solution, back to Baker Street to condescendingly Explain All to Inspector Lestrade. The first player back to Baker Street with a complete and correct solution wins.
The first game came down to a race back to Baker Street between me and Friend V. She managed to swing a short-cut via hansom cab while I rolled a seemingly endless series of 1s, but when it came to the summation she realised she hadn't actually figured out what the murder weapon was, and was disqualified. Shortly thereafter, I limped into 221B and was able to satisfy Inspector Lestrade as to the details she'd missed.
The second game I, rather embarrassingly, failed to win. I needed one more clue to figure out how the crime was committed, and was mooching around randomly checking the places I hadn't visited yet when Friend A strolled into 221B with a neatly-wrapped solution and carried the day. The embarrassing bit is that the one clue I was missing was at the Hotel, which was only the scene of the crime. It's particularly odd since I know I headed straight for the Hotel at the start of the game, but what seems to have happened is that I stopped in at the location next door on the way, got a red-hot clue about where the culprit had stashed the loot, and hared off after that part of the solution, and completely forgot that I hadn't made it to the Hotel.
After that, we played a round of Pictionary, then just hung out chatting until it felt like time to head home.
221B Baker Street was a new one on me, and I like it -- and not just because I won. It's a Sherlock-Holmes-themed game of detection (yes, I know, the title kind of gives it away) set on a board representing a stylized map of London, which for the present purposes turns out to contain exactly one bank, one hotel, one theatre, one tobacconist, and so on. Each player starts at Baker Street, and moves around the board visiting various locations and collecting clues to a mystery (which is drawn randomly from a deck of mystery cards at the beginning of the game), then, once he or she has figured out the solution, back to Baker Street to condescendingly Explain All to Inspector Lestrade. The first player back to Baker Street with a complete and correct solution wins.
The first game came down to a race back to Baker Street between me and Friend V. She managed to swing a short-cut via hansom cab while I rolled a seemingly endless series of 1s, but when it came to the summation she realised she hadn't actually figured out what the murder weapon was, and was disqualified. Shortly thereafter, I limped into 221B and was able to satisfy Inspector Lestrade as to the details she'd missed.
The second game I, rather embarrassingly, failed to win. I needed one more clue to figure out how the crime was committed, and was mooching around randomly checking the places I hadn't visited yet when Friend A strolled into 221B with a neatly-wrapped solution and carried the day. The embarrassing bit is that the one clue I was missing was at the Hotel, which was only the scene of the crime. It's particularly odd since I know I headed straight for the Hotel at the start of the game, but what seems to have happened is that I stopped in at the location next door on the way, got a red-hot clue about where the culprit had stashed the loot, and hared off after that part of the solution, and completely forgot that I hadn't made it to the Hotel.
After that, we played a round of Pictionary, then just hung out chatting until it felt like time to head home.
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Date: 2009-08-31 05:42 pm (UTC)