It’s also frustrating. My attitude to boardgames is generally casual – if someone has made an error and it hasn’t affected too much, I’ll pretty much always say “eh, fix it, you ought to have that many thingies”. BGA feels like having to play every game with That Guy who insists that every time you wave your hand near a piece you have finalised your move.
First time back in person at Local Games Club last night, playing Tavern Masters, which I might have liked better if, for three out of what turned out to be five rounds, card luck had not left me with nothing to do and no decisions to make; also the art gets kind of boobtastic in places. Then on to Shamans, which I hadn’t fully internalised, but I think I’ll be able to teach it better next time; and people still enjoyed it. (Colours on the reflective board don’t show up too well in fashionably low lighting, mind.)