Saturday, 11 October 2014

Nefertiti say Nefertiti again

Another weekend games night at Sam’s. This time shifted forwards to Friday. At first, the was Sam, Joe and I around the table, along with Stanley (keen for another battle after his win at Lords of Waterdeep) and little Joe (in a team with Sam). This time the chosen game was The Art Of War, Knizia’s cunning game of luck. However, tonight was not Stanley’s night as time and time again he tried to take castles, only to end up one dice short when attacking.

Sam (and little Joe) 14
Andrew 9
Joe 8
Stanley 0

Then, with a disappointed Stanley retiring to bed (as gracious a loser as he was a winner last week) the three grown adults decided what game they should play next. We chose Nefertiti, the recent smash hit at GNN. I explained most of the rules to Joe while Sam was off doing other things, and when he came back it was simply a matter of tying up a few loose ends, answering some of Joe’s insightful questions, and we were off!

It was an interesting game. Sam felt it was more confrontational than before, and I noticed that the spread of money seemed to be quite uneven: either you were skint or rich and not much in between. Joe made a move that stretched our interpretation of the rule book. He asked if he could asks us to discard a card of a type that he didn’t have in his hand. We had previously assumed that a player needs to have one of a particular card in his own hand to make other players discard theirs, but the rule book didn’t explicitly say this, and the discussion on BGG seemed to agree with Joe: no need for the player of the discard action to have the card that he wants players to discard.

This move was perhaps enough to get him the win, while my unused royal seals just got me past Sam into second in a very close game.

Joe 151
Andrew 143
Sam 141

After this, we considered the next game. Railways of the World: Mexico was suggested, sicne it was still early, but with a phone call expected from one of Joe’s daughters around ten o’clock, we went for the shorter delights of Alhambra.

I like to think that we played it in the spirit it was meant to be played: in tense silence with an occasional Al Pacino impersonation whenever we felt another player was encroaching on our territory. In the end, it was Sam’s walls what won it. Joe’s walls kept him hemmed in for most of round two as he swapped tiles from his reserve.

Sam 143
Andrew 128
Joe 124

We felt there was still time for one game, so Las Vegas was brought out, along with a cheese board with crackers with Stilton  and a block of Cheddar heavier than a leather-bound Bible, along with an Indian pickle (or chutney, not sure which it was and I forget the name) which was very nice indeed. And Sam reaped the karmic rewards of his generosity with the scores ending as:

Sam 550
Andrew 470
Joe 310

Oh, how I regret that last minute double six that knocked me out of a first place and handed a cash reward to Sam in round two. But that’s Las Vegas for you. Cruel, but there’s no arguing with fate. Ah, board games: Every evening with them brings a new moral lesson.

And cheese.

On the form table, Sam closes in on Martin, Joe makes an appearance and not much else happens.

Martin 2 2 1 1 1 7
Sam 1 1 3 1 2 8
Andrew 2 2 2 2 3 11
Joe 3 3 1 3 5 15
Matt 1 3 2 5 5 16
Adam 3 1 3 5 5 17
Ian 4 2 5 4 4 19
Katie 1 3 5 5 5 19
Stanley 4 1 5 5 5 20
Hannah 2 5 5 5 5 22

Finally, we also have an Alhambra division, which sees Sam and Paul as the two Goliaths of this game straddling our great nation from Bristol to Croydon.


  1. My mistake in Nefertiti was focussing solely on my own game - Joe spent a seal removing a chair from myself and Andrew, and Andrew took a harp from a market to stop me doing so. And I remember Martin doing similar in the first game. You definitely need to be watching the other players - and attempting to hamper them - in order to win. I really like it.

    Great to play Alhambra again as well - and Vegas too. Thanks guys.

  2. Remember that you do score for the cards you're forced to discard though.

  3. Oh crikey yes! Still not enough to actually catch Joe in this instance though, as I think they were 7 points each...

  4. Oh the pickle was brinjal. Recommended

  5. I really enjoyed Nefertiti, and it was great to play Alhambra again. I had no great strategy in the former, and I felt a bit rotten playing my royal servant card. Had it been directed against a single opponent I wouldn't have. That's what I'm telling myself, anyway.

    Thanks Sam for the cheese and biscuits, the Pataks brinjal, the good times. And thanks for write-up Andrew. A lovely start to the weekend!