IPP 43 - parte terza

Next morning I’m up with the sparrows again for another early morning meeting as we run through some of the planning and presentations for our next IPP… when we’re happy with that. I head up to the room to grab two suitcases full of my exchange puzzles and find my trusty exchange assistant already waiting for me in the ball room. We set up 100 wonky towers and get prepped for the exchange before helping a few others get their wares arranged.

Just after the start of the exchange Ali calls me over for a quick three-way exchange between himself, me and Steve since they’ve made them all so we can dispense with some of the formalities… or so he said… turned out it was a bit of a ruse and they’ve prepared a giant version of my own exchange and topped-and-tailed it with their exchanges… the sight of this enormous structure causes me to collapse with laughter that continues until my stomach literally hurts and I’m crying with laughter.

The rest of the exchange isn’t nearly as painful and I have a great time seeing old friends and chatting about our respective exchange puzzles.

I’m thoroughly delighted when one of the Design Competition puzzles that I really like and am hoping to be able to purchase a copy of the next day turns out to be an exchange puzzle, so Mike literally gives me a copy!

Brian’s exchange puzzle looks like a miniature version of the Rialto bridge and he’s challenged us to find a bunch of things inside it but it looks like there’s literally no place to hides any of these things… we’re all glad his retirement hasn’t got in the way of him making some superb new puzzles!

By about lunchtime we’ve complete about 80% of the exchanges and I head up to the room for a salami and cheese roll that Gill’s left in the fridge for me… Louis has ordered one of the box lunches and ends up having a sandwich from his room as well – mini-fridges are very useful at IPPs!

I also end up having a bit of a meeting over lunch and Nick has to bat away a couple of eager exchangers for a short while before we head back into the throng for the final 20%... the last few exchanges are pretty efficient as we start running out of time and the hotel staff need us out of the room.

There are a bunch of puzzles in the haul that I’m really looking forward to playing with when I get home. Louis has done an amazing job as usual, even wrangling a huge DSLR so that we have a set of canned photos of puzzlers and their exchange puzzles for the souvenir book – thanks Louis – I wouldn’t be able to do these exchanges without you, mate!

I haul the haul up to the room for the obligatory puzzles-on-the-bed shot and it looks well-impressive…

I need to have a few conversations around the hotel and don’t manage to get to Sándor and Hiren’s presentation, but I do manage to make it to the origami workshop where an Italian master teaches us to make an interesting assembly supported by a translator.

There’s a bit of time between the workshop and the buses to the golf club for the banquet, so I grab a shower and feel much better for it… we meet in the lobby after the first round of buses has left and we’re treated to some fizzy water in the bar while those on the first bus are gently roasted in the afternoon sun at the golf club for their aperitifs.

We take the last bus over to the banquet where there are a few more drinks and Toby shouts at us on the way into the venue. We’re well toward the back end of the queue and find ourselves in what feels like the spillover end of the room – although it very much isn’t as we have plenty of food stations and when it comes time for the entertainment we get theatre-style seating front and centre for the magic show.

Gill and a few folks leave a bit earlier and grab a cab back to the hotel and I take pics of the entertainment, right up until our magician takes a bit of a spill during his walking on wine sequence and gets a huge thump on the head in the resulting attempted recovery. (His wife lets us know he’s fine the next day.) It’s a fun show with some quick-changes and transformations and an excellent chapeaugraphy bit – I can’t remember when I last saw someone take on this art… I’m not sure how many others in the audience appreciate the historical angle of this one.

After the entertainment Marc and I head out to find a bus, via the espresso machine and manage to find one of the last seats on the first bus round so we get back to the hotel at a not-unreasonable hour.

I crash… big time.

Next morning I don’t have any meetings so I get to lie in a bit(!) before grabbing some breakfast and finding the queue for the puzzle party… there’s a long snake of a queue so I choose to have a chat with Shane and Rainer who gives me a big old lump of brass when I give him an envelope of cash… it’s a great start to the puzzle party and I haven’t even gotten into the queue to get into the room yet…

When the queue evaporates, I wander in and find Doog and Laura right in the entrance so I have to cast an eye over his table… noticing that some of his boxes have already been liberated and he has a few of his collaborations with Radek, including Summer, the newest of the Demonticons. I decide not to grab one and instead leave them for other more desperate puzzlers, knowing that Radek will have them in his shop in the next few days anyway… later on in the day I wind them up when I see they’ve sold out and Doog is furiously apologetic for not putting one aside for me (when I hadn’t asked him to!). I think he realises I’m just winding him up, although he does tee up Radek to hook me up soon afterwards! (Thanks guys! ;-) )

Ethel is running a few silent auctions for some special puzzles from Laurie’s collection and I place a few bids on them. Most of them get overtaken but I’m delighted at the end of the party to find that I’ve acquired another of Laurie’s Trevor Wood puzzles – something a little special for the horde.

Perry has run a wonderfully orderly process for selling this year’s baked goods called Tiramistero – I’m one of the lucky ones who manages to secure a copy and when I roll up at his table one of his sons greets me with a clipboard and asks if I have a reservation with them… my puzzle arrives and I hand over another of those envelopes with cash in it… then I’m forced to partake in some of their wonderful chocolates while I thank Perry for deciding on this year’s process after the scrummage in Houston. The cake this year is a(nother) thing of absolute beauty.

I spend some time chatting with Yavuz and pick up a couple of gorgeous new designs from him before finding a new Endo-san puzzle on the Torito table so I pick up a couple of copies for Ali and Steve in the hope that they haven’t already done the same thing. (They haven’t and they’re delighted.)

The Monkeys do a pretty solid trade in both their old and their new puzzles, with many puzzlers adding a copy of Gary Foshee’s Transparent Lock to their collections.

I join Gill for another sandwich in the room before a bit more shopping… a couple of boxes of mini Hanayamas and I agree to pay a deposit for the next IPP, failing general pestilence I’m probably going to be going!

I don’t manage to make it to any of the afternoon lectures or workshops as I get sucked into making some late changes to a presentation and working out some of the finer points of some of those presentations during the evening’s awards dinner. Nick and I get our respective presentations teed up on the hotel’s laptop and make sure they all run properly before waiting for the stampede when the doors are opened.

As it turns out there’s a fairly orderly arrival without the traditional barging in to grab a good table up front. Gill and the gang secure a table for us about halfway back and I join them. There’s plenty of wine and water again but I decide it’s too far to trek to the bar for a coke this time.

The food is great and the service is well-different from the restaurant’s normal standard – we’re delighted. After dinner our host invites Nick to present the Design Competition awards and he runs through them while I grab snaps of the designers in the room receiving their awards in person – some of them are really delighted – Yavuz is delighted to be given a Tom Lensch copy of his own design for winning an award.

There’s a super fun, pacey presentation from Marc on the next party and he makes it sound like a brilliant excuse for getting together with our friends again next year… just in case anyone needed any further encouragement. Teddy and Iwahiro confirm that that next party after that will be in Japan and that they’re hoping to hold the party in a slightly cooler month than our traditional middle-of-the-summer-heat. That seems to be a popular choice as well!

After that, Nick and Iwahiro present Frans with a thank-you gift from IPP for his many years of service on the Board – he gets an extended standing ovation from the entire room before Nick gives him a custom compound burr from Stephan Baumegger.

After the awards our host gets her team up on stage to receive a team gift and take a shot of something Italian (mine’s a fruit juice, Italian of course!) – I’m a bit surprised to be included when all I’ve done is take a few snaps of the dinners, but hey – free puzzles!

After a few more speeches from our host I get to present a couple of Nob Yoshigahara Awards to George and Oskar for their tremendous contributions to the puzzling community over the past several decades. When I get to the podium I’m confused at the sight of a new laptop in situ with a Whatsapp chat page open and no sign of the hotel’s laptop with my presentation on it. I decide I’m better off doing without the presentations given the challenges of getting it all working earlier in the evening. The confetti cannons ensure that nobody sleeps through my speech and both gents receive a wonderfully warm round of applause. George is so moved he decides he can’t summon up a speech, but Oskar manages to conjure up something off the cuff in the manner of a wonderfully accomplished public speaker – in his second language!

After the awards I have the pleasure of presenting our host with a gift that we know she doesn’t already have in her collection as Stephan describes what he’s done to make her a truly unique host gift… it seems to hit the spot and she’s visibly moved – great job Stephan!

We have one last round of songs from Luca, our tenor-for-the-night before the confetti cannons rain down Italian flags on us for one last time and we start saying our goodbyes – the hardest part of any IPP.

I lose track of Gill and need to grab something from Marc’s room and I’m surprised to find that Gill isn’t in the room so I head back down to the ball room where she’s still saying her goodbyes… so we spend a while longer chatting to folks and making plans to meet again next year.

There’s a heap of packing still to do and we’re well into Monday before we finally hit the sack…

Next morning sees the final bit of packing before we order a cab and grab some breakfast.

We check out and our cab arrives a little early so we head to the station where we find Anna, Rick and Mary-Anne already there so we join them on the earlier train to Foligno, reducing the risk of missing our connecting train to Tiburtina… the only real hassle is wrangling the heavy luggage, but given the contents are largely my fault, I’m in no place to complain!

We manage to make the platform change at Tiburtina just in time and get to FCO exactly when we’d hoped to… automobiles and trains completed, we check in the bags for the flight to Heathrow and brace ourselves for the trials of the new immigration systems that have just been introduced… we needn’t have worried as we’re through in less in than 15 minutes and have plenty of time for a decent lunch and one last gelato before the flight homeward.

Our bags are a bit slow coming out, but that might just be because we quite literally raced through immigration. The drive home is super smooth and we collect the dogs and settle in for a reasonably early night in our own bed after another great IPP with our friends from all around the world…