Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Blackjack Table



I landed in Brussels shortly before going to the casino that day and I did not have much time, so I played only in Blackjack for about an hour. The dealer was a beautiful Belgian girl in her twenties. She was fluent in at least three languages (French, Dutch and English) and ran the table perfectly. The other players at the table were helpful and behaved in a simple and natural way. Perhaps they saw that I was playing with a basic strategy.

I was a little surprised when a new player at the table has put its token under mine. It took me a second to understand it banked on my hand. The Bank has had no problem with that, me (we have) paid and I moved.
À un moment donné, an elegant Flemish type who played beside me for a while, I was asked to exchange our seats. He told me that the last place has huge advantages. He ended up playing his place and mine at the same time (I was tired) with great success. I did not ask the dealer how many packages there was in the game, because he had an electronic shoe. I will do my little research in this regard.





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