The Royal Game of Goose is a medieval western European game. It's pretty simple: each person moves their goose along according to the roll of the dice. If you land on a goose square, you go that same number of spaces again.
If you land on other squares with pictures, you go back a specified number of spaces or forward a specified number of spaces (kind of like Chutes and Ladders) and sometimes you land on the square that lands you in prison. Where you must stay until someone else lands on the square that sends them to the slammer. (Only room enough for one in this small town!)
To win, you must land exactly on the 63rd square. If you roll a number that would land you over the square, you go backwards instead of forward.
At the beginning of the game you ante four of your 12 tokens into the winners circle, and throughout the game you have to throw another one in when you land on certain squares. I'm guessing that's for gambling purposes? Otherwise, landing on the 63rd square and getting all the tokens in the end didn't bring with it any special treats for Mr. Yin.
And that, my dear friends, is the Royal Game of Goose.
Not like Goose in my childhood home, which was really Duck, Duck, Goose played around the dining room table on birthdays.
The temperature display in our car today said it was a steady 108 out. I'm not sure how exactly accurate that is, but it was (is) H-O-T.
We got out of the house today to enjoy some air conditioning paid for by some one else, and went to the Scottsdale Museum of Contemporary Art. We had a pass from our library and their website said they had an Ansel Adams exhibit up until tomorrow, huzzah!
Except that they didn't.
And we're not sure where we saw the ad but we both saw it as a current exhibition until June 6. Oh well. We walked around the little museum. Two exhibit halls were closed for installations in process. Which left two galleries with something to see, and one outdoor space.
Luckily one of the exhibits included an invitation to sit down and play an old game called The Royal Game of Goose. So we did. And Mr. Yin won after my goose got stuck in prison.
The outdoor space was very soothing and pretty, but being the temperature it was, it didn't take much time to absorb the beauty and move indoors.
Our adventure to the museum was kind of a bust. More of a let-down, I guess.
And took us a whopping 45 minutes, which included a trip to the loo and a walk through the gift shop.
We did collect Sprinkle's cupcakes on the way home.