PineCon 2019
A trip to Flagstaff.
An escape to the north.
Leaving the metro expanse behind for the weekend.
A chance to experience games with friends with no distractions.
Now you have to say that is all very tempting, so why not jump at the chance. Taking an extra day off from work we headed up Thursday night, with all these promises laid out in front of us. I can say that all of them delivered.
I could speak to all the games that I got to play, but you can read reviews of those games and understand what there is to love about them. Card playing, worker placement, action selection, decisions, calculations, failures and successes. But all the talk on how good a game is does not speak to the other's that enjoy that experience with you.
Our gracious host promised an awesome weekend and he delivered. He played his role dutifully scooting from table to table making sure we were enjoying ourselves all weekend. Major kudos to the man who can keep his energy going while all others around him are waning and then still managing to serve up an Italian feast to keep us going.
Yet, all this may have come crashing to the ground if it weren't for the bravado and camaraderie of the other 12 guests in attendance. Feeding off the joy that the host enabled in all of us we set upon the 72 hours before us with salivating passion for games. The pure abundance of cardboard delight that was before us was overwhelming. The united gaming cry of "Oh, I want to play that.." reverberated repeatedly through the house, a multi-tongued promise that will never be kept.
These empty words echoed around your head, and you realize that no matter what you play it is really about the who you are playing with. The table filled with chits, cards and plastic pieces just becomes the experience hub for shared conversation. Building relationships and finding common ground beyond the world we live in.
The essence of why we game.
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