Ever since beginning my bridge journey just over 2 years ago in Denver, it’s been my goal to join other aficionados of the game in Italy. It’s a daunting prospect. I’m still learning the game and my Italian isn’t great. I can read it fairly well, can understand it well enough, but speaking is the issue for me. Regardless, I carry on and I’ve found a couple places to play in town., This place is the one that means the most to me, so far. My Italian has got to improve through this! It’s got to!
But, who cares! I’m playing my favorite game and look at the club’s ceilings! I mean, come on!
Happy in Florence! Sono contenta di essere qui!
Funny thing: In English we call “the dummy” the hand that is laid down by the inactive partner in a winning bid. In Italian they call it il morto or “the dead one.” Italians are serious about bridge! Don’t doubt it per uno secondo! The jack is called il jolly. The queen is called la donna. Spades are picche, hearts are of course cuori, diamonds are known as quadri which means 4 sides, and clubs are called I fiori or flowers. Piano piano sto imparando.
Alla prossima!
P.S. Plus there are historic photos of Florence scattered throughout the rooms. Heaven!
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