It came in a shiny tin box for Christmas. The Romanian version, with credit cards instead of cash.
There were four of us: me and Alina; Lara, who is 9, and Luca who is 6.
We laid the board out on the floor of the kids bedroom, which is a bit cramped. But we were enthusiastic, especially Luca whose only aim in life is to play, and we had the whole weekend ahead.
The game dragged on and on. Hours passed before anyone won a street, without which you can’t sting people for rent. Avoiding bankruptcy was a constant struggle. I became irritable and annoying. (more…)