IPP 43 - seconda parte

Rox gives us a lecture on what to expect on our trip to the WPC the next day and there are plenty of questions and answers until the deafening applause from the rear of the room signals the end of that session and dinner time.

In spite of the warning from others who’ve been here for a few days already we decide to try the hotel restaurant – in fairness we have a large table but we struggle to attract the attention of a waiter until Jo literally rugby-tackles one of them only for us to discover that he’s not entrusted with the magic order pad so we switch our attentions to said waiter…. We eventually manage to order, but there’s a farcical series of events that sees Nick getting his starter after his main course, several main courses getting substituted and my total inability to grab a Coke Zero… we still enjoy a fun evening together anyway and it’s great catching up with Doog!

Next morning there’s an absolute throng of people in the breakfast room but I manage to grab some brekkie while catching up with Simon, Tom and Dor…. The room magically empties on the stroke of 8am as the buses begin loading up for the trip to the WPC… so I get to finish my breakfast at a more leisurely pace… I see off some of the buses before heading down for a second round of pastries and coffees with Deidre, Gill, Nigel and Steve. We chat for a while and then I head off to Panicale with Steve… I’m navigating and we sort of make it there without incident although we need to get Benny to park Steve’s rental car because it’s a pretty tight spot!

Ali hooks us up with our wristbands to allow us entry into the WPC and we start chatting with our mates… it doesn’t take long for the allure of the food vans to take hold and I enjoy a wonderful hot dog in the park across the road with the Finnish crew… and when Vesa points out that there’s a crossword on the back of the hot dog wrapper, Tomas and I feel the need to complete it… we fail miserably but it gives my Finnish friends plenty of opportunities to have a laugh at our expense so it’s all worthwhile…

I do a quick tour of the WPC and I’m impressed with how much extra work has been completed since my previous visit!

I find myself outside again in the park with Steve and Ali and we decide it’s time for an ice cream so we round up a bunch of folks who want a gelato… somehow we end up in  one of the bars on the piazza for an hour or two having a pretty amusing time – I blame Benny! – before we make it to the gelato joint (superb!) and then I head off back to the hotel with Doog and Laura – the trip home turns out to be quite memorable when a local tries to kill us on the road and then a big chunk of our route is given over to road works that google maps seems unable to route us around… Doog triumphs in spite of the adversity and gets us safely back to the hotel.

We round up a bunch for dinner and head into town in a large taxi and the Doog-mobile to grab some pizzas… which turn out to be both excellent and inexpensive at a place that Gill had found earlier in the day. We feast and chat and laugh and enjoy another good meal with friends… Doog and Laura fit into the group really well.

I end up crashing soon after getting back to the hotel knowing that I need to be sensible for an early morning meeting on Friday…

I am duly up at the proverbial crack of dawn and grab some breakfast with Scott before heading off to a meeting for an hour or two. There’s a bit of time between the meeting and the first workshop which is a talk by Oskar, George and Andreas. The opening ballet involved some moving music controlled by Nigel, with Oskar, Andreas and George floating their respective pieces of Oskar’s cubes into position for the assembly… it is hilarious.

Oskar takes the lead telling the story of Oskar’s Cubes over the years before Andreas talks us through the next generation of BurrTools and trying to get a room full of puzzlers walked through the radically new user interface – I haven’t taken a laptop so I’m able to concentrate on his demo and I learn a stack about it…. Chris and Dan just about manage to get through the demo… and then George talks about the manufacturing process and gives away another Bambu printer to great cheers.

We all get a copy of the puzzle to assemble (Thanks Dan!).

I have a bit of a wander and chat to all three monkeys, catch up with Doog and Tim and Rainer… I head up to the room for a sandwich because the hotel restaurant wasn’t going to be open, although it actually does seem to be open today after all – I must be confused. The sandwich is great!

After lunch I chew the fat with John a bit before we head down for Marc and Ryan’s talk about puzzle cataloguing – PUZZ.BUZZ seems to be the future and it all looks pretty handy – especially if you already have some sort of catalogue of your own – there’s an easy way to stitch yours into the motherlode!

Next up Vinco runs a fantastic workshop where we make our own copies of his OMPIC puzzle, although in fairness he’s done literally all of the hard work, so we’re literally just bevelling the pieces and then gluing them together as Vinco’s already made the boxes… everything goes together beautifully with the jigs that Vinco has given us… everything gets a coat of wax and then we’re able to play with our puzzles and pack them into their boxes. Vinco put a huge effort into teeing everything up perfectly – down to the funky behind-the-scenes videos he’s created to show us the work that went into prepping our goodie bags – it’s a great couple of hours spent with friends building a puzzle of our own. I end up spending more time than I’d care to admit finding the solution, having several spells of wondering if I’ve glued the pieces correctly when I can’t even find a cube assembly, let alone get them into the box.

We freshen up a wee bit before heading up to the Welcome Reception where there’s already quite a buzz with excited puzzlers milling around and enjoying the free wine, beer and water. There’s a charity auction table set up with a bunch of desirable puzzles laid out and there’s much excitement and speculation on the best strategy with various people trying to psych one another out. I know other’s pockets are WAY deeper than mine and I resolve to bid on a breeding pair of Standard Puzzle Hamsters, even if only to make sure that they raise a decent price… later it transpires I needn’t have worried as the bidding quickly goes way beyond what I was planning to bid anyway – it seems there are several generous people out there with a sense of humour and good knowledge of MPP meme-ology.  

 

I get to have a few chats with my mates in between the flag tossers and the marching bands and there’s a stonking great spread of dinner with plenty left over after everyone’s had their fill… I make use of the lesser-known buffet tables down in the garden rather than join the throng on the roof terrace – it feels like a good choice.

I migrate back upstairs for the auction ably handled by Kellian who seems to be introduced as Killian for some strange reason throughout the party. Anne supports her by parading the various lots around the room with someone shining a phone torch on them so that people can actually see them properly. Kellian does an excellent job of whipping up excitement and has the audience yelling out any stereotypical Italian words when they wanted to bid… so there was plenty of “Cappuccino” and “Tagliatelle” randomly being called out as money was being raised for a good cause… not sure what yet. Tom buys a little wooden chest that he’s not allowed to touch until after the end of the Party… we’re all intrigued.

The higher end puzzles become the subject of a silent auction that goes into the next day. I spend a while at the bar where I find I can get a soft drink, so a few us end up having a chat there while we hear the frantic yells of random Italian phrases still ringing out from the roof terrace. There’s a television showing the World Cup games and it’s being pretty much totally ignored…

I retire at a vaguely sensible hour, conscious that the party is going to continue for quite some time!

IPP43 - prima parte

We start our travels on Saturday afternoon heading down to London for pizzas with Chris and Ken at Social Dough before crashing at Chris’ place for the night. Next morning we head to the pod parking and we’re in the terminal in plenty of time to grab some breakfast at Nero before saying goodbye to our bags and heading into the duty-free paradise(!) that is terminal 5.

We stock up on M&Ms for the room and Longchamp bags for the carrying thereof…we mooch around for a while and head to the gate where there’s an absolute masterclass in not listening to the pleas not to gather at the entrance to the gate before your group number is called…we get on toward the end of boarding and there’s plenty space in the overheads so we relax for the short haul to Rome.

Rome is nice and warm (30C) and we get through immigration fairly quickly after expecting the worst with the new EU entry requirements – we found the shorter queue somehow… We get our bags and join the queue for the taxis after establishing that Nick and Anne are already well clear of the airport. Our bear of a cab driver drops us at our hotel and we’re welcomed to our room for the next few days…

We meet up with Nick and Anne a short while later and head out for a lemonade (with basil) and some pastries in lieu of lunch… then we head off into the underbelly of Rome managing to avoid most of the tourist spots until Nick navigates us to the Villa Borghese where they’re setting up for some sort of celebration for the local police chief, apparently… the grounds are massive and we spend ages wandering through them before heading down Via Veneto (I’ve heard of that one) which is fairly quiet as it’s a warm Sunday afternoon. We cut back and forwards toward our hotel and arrange to meet for a spot of dinner a little later…

Dinner is at a pizza joint that Chris has recommend (she also recommended the hotel and several other eateries around the hotel) and it’s brilliant! The pizzas are excellent and the waiter’s recommendation of lemon cake for dessert is really memorable! There’s a queue waiting for tables pretty much the entire time we’re there – clearly the locals like this place as well! We crash at a reasonable hour and get a brilliant night’s sleep.

We sleep in the next morning and Nick and Anne end up putting us to shame and heading out hours before us even though they’re the ones who should be jet-lagged. We end up back at the local coffee shop for a pain au chocolate and an espresso before meandering down toward Piazza Navona and a cold drink. Lunch consists of a massive plate of starters for me and a Caesar salad for Gill… we wander past the Trevi Fountain and I get a great pic of the assembled throng of tourists all clamouring for the perfect shot of the fountain…

The walk back to the hotel is largely uphill and as a result we take a pretty direct route before chilling for a few hours.

We meet up with Dave and Jan and Nick and Anne in the lobby and Dave wrangles us a cab down to Travestere where we have a secret food tour booked… we find Frank and Jo already in the first bar so we join them… it would be rude not to after all! After a short while our guide for the evening joins us and following the usual introductions and a long explanation of why we meet up once a year somewhere around the world – which for some reason includes an introductory lesson in mechanical puzzles.

Ludo then proceeds to introduce us to a bunch of local Roman dishes from a series of specialist establishments – deep-fried zucchini with anchovy and mozzarella at the second stop, proper Roman pasta at the fourth, Maritozzi was a revelation and the final round of gelato was superb…we’re all grateful to Jan for finding this one and for taking the initiative – it’s a brilliant evening for friends to reconnect and experience some of the local specialities.

Gill and I fade stupidly early – we don’t have the excuse of being jet-lagged so it must be an age thing!

 

Tuesday morning is another leisurely start with breakfast at our usual spot and then a trip to the local supermarket for some hotel snacks and breakfast the next day… then we grab a cab down to Piazza Navona for a little sight-seeing before our pasta and tiramisu-making class.

We meet up with the Potts and the Baxters and enjoy a welcome glass of prosecco before heading into the restaurant to start the process of making our pasta… literally from scratch – one egg and some flour and fair amount of gentle encouragement and we have a large sheet of pasta on our boards about an hour later… that duly gets chopped into strands and we choose our pasta sauces…

Next we’re onto the tiramisu and that’s even harder work as the real Italians don’t believe in using electric mixers! Once it’s fully beaten into submission we head out for a starter and some cold drinks in the warm piazza – those misting machines are superb! We end up having a wonderfully leisurely lunch made largely by our own fair hands and end up chatting there for an hour or two.

We’re feeling lazy and grab a cab back to the hotel where we end up chilling for the rest of the afternoon…

We meet the Rossettis and the Baxters for dinner at a local Taverna that Dave’s chosen with the help of Google and it’s superb! We literally feast on some simply superb dishes over several hours and have a brilliant evening before a gentle wander back to the hotel.

We end up getting all our packing sorted before crashing – we’ve set alarms for the morning but don’t end up needing them…simple breakfast in the hotel room and the final packing before meeting the gang downstairs and grabbing a taxi van to the train station… we manage to evade the alleged plague of pickpockets, grab another coffee and pastry before heading off to the platform, which it turns out is a long hike across the other side of the station… we make it with about 10 minutes to spare but the Potts don’t…

They end up grabbing a cab to another Rome station and getting a later train from there to try and catch up with us at our change-over where we should have just over an hour between trains… we watch their progress over the next couple of hours with their window of opportunity getting progressively smaller and smaller but they manage it with a couple of minutes to spare in the end…

We get onboard and find Duncan and his wife in the same carriage, only I insist on calling him Donald for some reason… in Assisi, Jan is off the train in a flash and wrangles us the only taxi on the rank and all 8 of us pile into it and head up the hill to our hotels.

We check in and unpack and then start running into all of our friends in the lobby and at registration – it’s good to be among my tribe again, especially now that there’s a growing number of MPP-ers among them!

 

MPP XXXXCIIIV

[Apologies for the tumbleweed – some of my puzzling/blogging time is being taken up by other aspects of the hobby – it’s a good thing, it just means that I need to be a bit more selective about my blogging so there’ll probably be a bit less of it going forward.] 

No puzzlers staying over means another more relaxed start to MPP. Rather unusually I’m the first to arrive at the hall and start getting everything laid out for the day’s festivities: the fridge is packed with pop and the cakes and biscuits are spread out invitingly. I start on lugging the tables and chairs out when I’m joined by Chris and Chloe, and Robin manages to time his entrance with the completion of all the heavy lifting.

The puzzles come out and the gang starts drifting in (in the gentle arrival sense, not the rubber burning sense – the car park isn’t that large after all). I’ve taken along my most recent Karakuri boxes from this year’s Idea Contest for folks to fiddle with… and several do – they’re enjoyed, but this year’s crop (at least the ones that I’ve secured) aren’t massively challenging.

Kevin arrives with a large jigsaw puzzle for Steve – he’d won an auction for one of the Hayducks’ lovely creations that was fairly local to Kevin so he’d muled for Steve.

It was great to meet Carlos, dipping his toes into the proverbial MPP swamp for the first time. He’d brought along a few of his own designs for folks to play on and then gifted me a copy of Pyramidst at the end of the day as a thank you – thank YOU, sir! Although having had a bit of a play with it, I suspect it’s going to be beyond my solving abilities – there are a lot of complex shapes to pack into that neat little box!

Toby bounded into his maiden MPP and fitted straight in, dispensing “helpful” banter like he’d been there since the start… he’ll probably fit in. There was plenty of discussion about the Games Expo down the road and which puzzles were worth picking up and where the puzzle stands were as some folks had already been and others were planning to head there on the Sunday.

After our success with Derek’s big ball at King’s Day, he’s sent me a copy of the STLs for his 480-piece Icosahedron Frequency 4 – it kept the printer humming away for a few days and I have the bits all neatly package up to challenge the assembling puzzlers… who don’t disappoint. Chris and Chloe put in the main shift, importantly noticing that the colour-coding that I’ve given them isn’t quite right and the lovely large picture that Derek’s supplied has every joint inverted. Once they get past the initial hurdles the jolly big ball goes together steadily over the course of a few hours and there’s some celebration when the final piece is locked into place, completing what turns out to be a remarkably stable structure – Thanks Derek! [Now I just need to find somewhere to put it…]

Several folks have a go on the Tartarus Stickman Safe – making a reasonable amount of progress before retreating and resetting it for the next puzzler.

Kyle ends up spending a fair amount of time getting about three-quarters of the way through Benno’s Red Treasure with a little encouragement from Carlos – they ask me for some advice at one point and it rapidly becomes clear that I’ve already forgotten most of the solve… that seems to be happening more quickly these days!

Several folks enjoy fiddling with Robin's copy of Henry Segerman’s transforming cube-cuboctohedron – it’s a fun object to fiddle with as the sides change length between states… very clever stuff.

The Monkeys have brought along several copies of their latest project: a run of Gary Foshee’s Transparent Locks – definitely one of my favourite Foshee designs: it all looks so totally open and honest when you start, yet there’s some delicious puzzling to be had. The guys had done an incredible job on bringing this one back to the market – it’s a faithful replica of Gary’s original (with his family’s blessing of course!) with the one small touch of brass, well, there had to be, didn’t there? Awesome job fellas!

Frank arrives around the middle of the afternoon after I’ve nipped home to check on the hounds – apparently the traffic on the motorway down was so bad he nearly had to stop for a nap. (#iykyk) He’s brought along a couple of copies of a new design he’s toying with – two (burry) rods in a box that need to be removed… which it turns out is a bit trickier than you might imagine. Of course there are all sorts of knobbly bits inside the box stopping you from doing what you want to do and in the end you’ll need a fairly decent dance between the pieces and box to find a way out… shows promise! ;-)

I’d printed off a fistful of George’s new four-piece dodecahedrons and we managed to make sure that in the end everyone got a set that would actually assemble – some folks are incapable of following simple instructions like take two “a” pieces and two “m” pieces… that one’s definitely worth a play because there are two very distinct assemblies.

Somewhere around 5pm we headed back up to Puzzling Times HQ for pizzas and more puzzling… Carlos and Toby managed to stay for a little – hopefully they’ll be back and be able to spend a bit longer next time.  

There were a few distinct cohorts developing – the serious puzzlers hunkered around the dining room table ploughing through a series of puzzles collected from the puzzle cave… some gentle puzzling and chatter in the lounge and then a bunch of us in the kitchen just chatting without even the pretence of puzzling… everyone seems to find their niche and all seemed to have a good time – so I’m calling this another successful MPP – our 62^nd!