I’m probably kicking an open door, but Vegas is a wicked city. There’s so much eye candy even an armed and thick skinned Viking will suffer an indigestion. And you’d better bring a boatload of cash to unlock good times. Here are two pictures, the first one from left to right: Jerome, Remco, Dennis, Dennis, me & Martin (Kees-Jan took the picture). We’re admiring the inside view of The Venetian at an hour past midnight! The second one was earlier that day when we were accompanied by two Dutch girls (Nathalie & Agnes, friends of Sanne).
Somewhere late Saturday night, Dennis suddenly stopped in his tracks and pointed towards some red haired woman.
“So?”, I asked.
“Do you know who that is?”, he riposted.
“That’s Rihanna playing blackjack over there.”
“… Diana … who?”
I understand she’s one of the biggest pop stars around right now. Man, I’m so out of touch.
Let’s just stick at what I’m reasonably good at, Beowulf in action:
1. Unbalanced, 0+
2. Forcing, 4+
3. Forcing, 5+
4. Limit, nothing but
I agree the bidding looks rather painful and overly complicated.
When East led a Geoff had no problem collecting twelve tricks, he lost just a trick to the King of . If the finesse had been right thirteen tricks would have been reasonably easy. On the other hand, had East led a ten tricks would have been our limit. Funny, on the best lead it’s either four or seven. I don’t remember seeing such a deal before.
Alright, I’m gonna hide under some umbrella … ella … ella