As our movie hasn’t made it to the top 10 our team went to the celebration / election of the best movie to support the people who “invided” us to this contest.
At 1725 I was already late for my bus and I had to iron my shirt. Got my bus and some cash and at 1745 I was at the train station fetching a beer and reading a 20min-weekend. For five more minutes I didn’t notice that I have to get a ticket to Zurich but furtunately I remembered that part early enough. So much for focusing on the task at hand.
Around 1830 we got to the meeting point at the train station in Zurich where we were supposed to meet the people who needed (and as later discovered deserved) our support in the upcoming election. They didn’t show for another five minutes. A call discovered that they’ve changed their minds and went straight to the club (thanks for telling us!).
Its about two kilometers from the Zurich mainstation to the Mascotte. Misjudging the distance and keen on saving SFr. 2.40 my collegues decided to walk. I could have saved to shower as I was dribbled with sweat as we arrived twenty minutes later (including a stop at a liquor-shop, ran out of beer).
Standing in the crowd for some 15 minutes (club policy forbids to let people in in a steady flow, even if they have tickets *sigh*) we entered the club an fetched us some SFr. 7.00 beers (Carlsberg). First they showed all top 10 movies (with some really bad comments from a hired “clown” in between them), after that it was election time.
To decide which one of the films is worthy to take the “Talentscreen Trophy” they had a “noise indicator” which showed the mean value of last ten seconds (in decibel). After the first run we had two winners: Bobby and another one I can’t quite remember (I think it was the one with the shoes). Both achived a value of 107 dB. After the second one Bobby had 108 dB (remember it’s logarithmic) and the shoe-film stayed at 107, very close call!
Bobby is a stop-motion movie done by the team we went supporting this evening, they made the crowd laugh and cheer while running, that really something. After they have been interviewd and we all congratulated them we had to get something in our stomachs, expecting the evening only getting longer than not by knowing the winning team.
After a not too bad meal at the “Spaghetti Factory” we wen’t back to the club for a couple of beers. Some of our compagnions had to leave since the live in the highlands of Switzerland and don’t have train/busconnections through friday night/saturday moring. We took of at 1150 to the “Kontiki Bar” for another couple of beers. At 0130 my last two collegues had to get their train to St. Gallen and I was “left alone” with the remainder of the winning team. We went back to the Mascotte and arrived there at app. 0150 including a short stop at McDonalds.
Back at the club some semi-drunk dancing and a couple gin tonics later they closed down at 0400 leaving us no where to go but the train station. Our multicultural clique started the dangerous and tiring journey to the train station. A guy from Canada, one from Austria, a girl from Germany, one from Switzerland and me formed a multinational convoy (nah no horses or APCs) to the trainstations where we arrived at 0530 (you have to take things slow this early in the morning y’know?). Their train to Lucerne was due to leave at 0540 and I had mine on 0548 so it was time to say good bye.
At 0610 I got out of a train half asleep and tired and boarded my bus. Got home at 0615 brushed my teeth and immediatly dozed off.
The next day I felt strangly well given the amount of money I’ve converted to beverages. It was, not counting the mid-night snacks and dinner, about SFr. 130… Till next time…