The Day I drank Champagne Under a Dinosaur's Tail

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Desert Buffet (not including the huge chocolate fountain)

You might be wondering what a cocktail week is like. Well - free drinks, aperitifs and buffets were tempting, but I must admit that it wasn't all as exciting as it may sound. I stood on heels 8-10 hours a day, giving the same speech to people I don't really remember (why don't they do business cards with a picture on them?) while doing my best not to stain my only suit - which wasn't always as easy as it sounds! 

But fear not! I still made my best out of it. After all, bankers have won my respect and appreciation inside and outside the bank (that is, including speedboats and pubs, too). Below some of the most memorable highlights.

• I had champagne under a dinosaur's skeleton in London's Natural History Museum (this should have been on my bucket list!)
• A trader kissed his last business card and gave it to me, soon afterwards, the banker next to him took off his tie and wrapped it around his head (it didn't last long - he was a bad boy, but not mad)
• I had my fresh fruit juice running through a gigantic american football made of ice
• One cocktail had an incredible buffet that culminated with a big chocolate fountain. Guess where I spent half of my time at the party...
• I must have handed out around 50 business cards of mine - all with a typo (which I had to explain one by one)
• While talking to one of the bankers, I was more concerned about his swinging glass of wine than the subject itself - he eventually split some of the wine in the carpet, but I had already moved half a meter away, just in case

I've returned to Switzerland being particularly concerned about the amount of food I can ingest in 3 days - scary. Must start diet. NOW. 

What have you been up to this week?