Last night was the 10th anniversary party of Kulturbüro in our favorite bar Helsinki. When we went there, DJ CEO Müller from Kulturbüro was just at the door and told us that there will be a tombola. What is tombola?! I never participated in tombola, but I was just excited to hear that top prizes are promising. After reading the news about the Italian guy who won 100 Million Euro in lottery, I felt fortune is with me as well. ha ha!
First, Peter drew 5 tickets for 1 CHF each, and won N.A.D.A. Then I bought 10 tickets and got a number 91!! I gave my winning ticket to the host on the stage and received 2 free entrance tickets to Urania Observatory in Zürich!! Peter has been talking about taking my parents there every time they visit us in Zürich, but we never made it. (Because my parents go to bed quite early.) Hanna told us we should not go when it’s full moon, because it’ll be too bright. Full moon just passed last week, so I can take P-san for a romantic cosmic date any time before second week of November. I actually wanted to win 200 CHF gift certificate from Migros Klubschule, so I could take Thai lessons or Tai Chi class for half the fee. Oh, well! I guess the Italian guy sucked up all the lottery luck from me.
Tombola reminded me of new year’s game party at my grand parents house in Japan. When I was little, all the relatives and family friends came to my grand parents’ house with gifts for the prize bags which my grandma sorted secretly in the attic. The party always heated up after the kids went to bed, and I heard the occasional roars of winning or losing in my sleep. Whomever won the most brought home the biggest prize bag, and I never heard my parents take any of the bags. Should I have allowed to stay awake, my family would have brought home the biggest bag every year.
After Tombola was over, CEO Müller rocked the floor with his Rap History skillz which I heard for the first time last night. It turned out to be the best mix I’ve heard after leaving NYC, and it made me miss NY a bit, like all the great ATOC parties and late night dancing in small bars.
When we came home, we realized that our clothes were stinky from smoke and I could smell alcohol from P-san’s breath. Regardless the smelly outcome, it was the best Saturday night outing in Switzerland so far, and too bad that it’s already over.
