After a long, tiresome, but funny and emotional day at school, we organised a Halloween party at my house and all foreign and Chinese English teachers listened to our calling. Some even brought their families. But to my surprise, only very few are dressed up.
The party finishes early and me and my housemate hit the road. First stop is Paulaner's, the German bar/restaurant in the Kempinski hotel. There's the usual house band playing, but this time the programme is more party like and many people dance. The director, the big boss of the hotel, a young Austrian from Vienna, shows up at our tables and spends a little while with us drinking and talking.
Way after midnight we go downstairs to the club Muse 2 and continue the party until the early morning.
House party.
Paulaner's, Kempinski Hotel
Muse 2 - The DJane in a Halloween costume
It's not the saints that come marching in, but bottles of champagne.
And more bottles of champagne
And even more bottles of champaign..... Every time someone orders a bottle of bubbly, it is brought to you in this way. And the waiter walks around the establishment before he or she reaches your table.
Here they are, piled up.
Man, that's a tower of bottles! Don't sneeze or make a sudden move!
Live music.
Chinese gone wild!
Me and my donkey (as Robbie Williams sings)
Enjoy the show!
The party finishes early and me and my housemate hit the road. First stop is Paulaner's, the German bar/restaurant in the Kempinski hotel. There's the usual house band playing, but this time the programme is more party like and many people dance. The director, the big boss of the hotel, a young Austrian from Vienna, shows up at our tables and spends a little while with us drinking and talking.
Way after midnight we go downstairs to the club Muse 2 and continue the party until the early morning.
House party.
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