The dream is over... Group Bobbystyle gives one last pose before we go...
The Khazak delegation had us sign a banana. It was probably the most sane thing we did at the conference.
Someone tell this Dutchman that Global Village is over...
The next morning, everyone slipped into suits to pretend nothing had happened... I fought hard to hide the amortization... I lost:The Beauty and the Beast.
Memories become fuzzy after this point. However, it is when the party really took off. (My last photo is dated 2 hours after this one. What remains is the wildest, craziest party of my life..
I pose with Petra, a particularly pleasant member of the Hungarian delegation.
I left the Swiss stand for some adventure. I'm not sure who took this picture; It was taken before I was hit with a cannoball combination of snooz tobacco, caviar and two shots of single-malt at the Norwegian stand. It hardly threw me off, however; i was determined to give every stand a chance to wow me with their local foods and bevarages.
Candy (name changed to maintain social acceptance) came to our stand, wanting to get a nice Swiss drink. All we could offer her was some 55% Kirsch.
The Dutch stand assumes position. On the left is Kris, whose family owns a liquour empire. Needless to say, Kris did not come empty-handed.
Like some carefully orchestrated Greek Tragedy, we were heading towards climax. On the picture, last minute preparations at the Turkish stand for the ominous Global Village
We did a bit of a photoshooting on the beach next day, to practice team bonding...
Already on the second night, which was but an introduction, people were quite crazy...
Then the second day started... left to right: Dänu from Berne and Marc, (my man for external relations) preparing to sheik things up.
The official part was already quite fun, with activities designed for ten-year olds performed by people more than twice that age with a wicked hangover from the party the day before...
The Backdrop: hundreds of people in AIESEC EB (executive board) positions wanting to learn more about Europe and the world around them... The conference was very educational, but due to my target audience on this blog, I will focus on nocturnal activities...Did you ever look out the window and think, what must it be like right now... at the most whacked out place in the world ? Well, from sunday, the 12th or March to friday, the 17th, we no longer asked. We were too busy being there. It's damn hard to tell the story through pictures, especially if you have a lousy photographer. But EuroLDS was so crazy, so whacked, and so great, some things shine through...
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