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"I fell twice and got a 7,5," was her resume
of the competition, delivered home via mobile phone, a fact
she also seemed to find hilarious. If her coach had had
his way, she would never have come to the party. "I
just told him, hey, don't get so upset, I'm quitting anyway,"
she said, and winking at team-mate Monica Bergamelli,: "The
real reason we come to competitions is to have a good time
at the party afterwards!".
 Meanwhile, over in the Russian corner,
Leonid Arkayev was holding his own in the battle of the
beers, and Irina Viner seemed to be suffering from rough
seas... Missing in (the) action was Alina Kabayeva, rumour
had it she mysteriously disappeared in a local Pizza Hut.
Zamo was nowhere to be seen either, she left Riesa immediately
after the competition to catch a train to Berlin and then
a flight to Monaco for the "Laureus World Sports Awards".
 When the band started playing in the banquet
hall, it was not the Russians (still engulfed in their respective
battles) who took to the dance floor, but former colonial
superpower Great Britain, represented by British team coach
Zoltan Jordanov and his rhythmic colleague - together, they
danced the night away. Also spotted having a very good time
was Hungarian 'Lord Of The Rings" Szilveszter Csollany
who had one or another glass of the highly delicious German
white wine.
 Over at one of the tables, Adriana Crisci
was in the meanwhile experimenting with food design: a slice
of bread, a slice of cheese, a slice of ham and another
slice of bread on top. "Only Germans can eat this sort
of stuff," she groaned, pushing aside some apples:
"Rhythmic food..." All of Crisci's attempts to
get the rhythmic elite of Italy interested in her new creation
were in vain. In the end, Monica Bergamelli had to bite
the bullet, eh, the sandwich - she fled soon after.
A funny incident happened when the Russian delegation
was ready to leave. They eagerly boarded one of the buses
waiting outside the arena, only to be told of by a dutiful
German bus driver: "This bus will leave at ten o'
clock, not one minute earlier and not one minute later!"
He was quickly put in his place by a delegation member:
"This bus will leave when the boss says so, it doesn't
matter whether this is at ten or eight o'clock!".
Not just any old party - a bit boring at first glance,
maybe, but we had a lot of fun!
Ötzi /nbb
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