The international exhibition of yachts "Burevestnik Boat Show" took place in the Moscow region. The latest ships of the season were presented in the pavilions of the Klyazma reservoir. And although the prices for yachts ranged from 250 thousand to 25 million dollars, everyone was allowed to the exhibition in order to get closer to the people. However, the first day, September 9, was reserved for special guests: owners, producers and pop stars.
The PR manager of Burevestnik Olga Ovchinnikova handled the invitations. We had a conversation the day before the event.
“It’s a society party, you understand? Well-known people in narrow circles, - Olga's voice acquired a shade of grandeur. “Therefore, you must tell me what will be written in the text.
“But I haven’t been there yet,” I said.
Olga thought for a moment, then suddenly said:
— Don't play the fool! Who knows, maybe you want to have some fun with respected people...
Respected people came to the private event in Bentley and Porsche. Although many were dressed in tracksuits. They modestly stood in line for food. And at first they were not associated with yachts. But some immediately went to where they poured alcohol. After that, the resemblance to yachts grew noticeably. Here, the editor of a specialized magazine, Mr. R., was walking past the buffet table. In his hands was a glass of whiskey ... He already quite resembled a yachtsman and therefore said:
“I plowed like a donkey for ten years. Bought an apartment. I'm flying to Cannes. What's wrong with that?.. Yes, someone stole. And someone messed around. Is that what you did?
I began to remember.
- I didn't mess around! the interlocutor continued unexpectedly. - I bought an apartment, I'm flying to Cannes. And you, outcasts, think our money, right?!
But then a young girl approached him. The editor broke into a smile. They left.
In the pavilions of the exhibition they said that the time when millionaires were moving away from the people was over. And it's time to get closer. And even borrow some of his mannerisms. I think it's natural. For example, I heard this conversation:
- They say you have problems with Marina?
- Yes, something has become very bad since the winter. I recently sat down on it, everything seems to be great, I get high. And she just - and turned off! Can you imagine my condition?
So sell it. Why are you old?
"But I've done this to her before!" Eh, Marina, Marina ... I'll give it to the key keeper.
Such, it would seem, worldly notes ... But people were discussing not just the Marina, but the marina (from the Italian marina - yacht) for 1.5 million dollars. Yes, wealthy people now do not want to complicate things. Everything is simple for them. This is our "glamorous yacht of the oligarch", "consumer basket" or "top manager". And they have a marina, prosperity, a key keeper ...
Rapprochement with the people at a closed party occurred at every step. Many yachtsmen, for example, drank Zavalinka vodka. And even more popular - they ate cucumbers. Then they went to the stage where the group "Zhuki" performed. From the speakers came a peppy song: "P ... c, I'm the Lord of the Rings!". The yachtsmen felt that it was about them, climbed onto the stage and, together with the "Beetles", repeated the innermost words.
“Look how well your dad sings,” one woman said to her son.
Among other things, a casino worked at the exhibition. Bets were taken by the croupier girls. They, smiling, met and saw off the guests. In the second case, as a rule, there was nothing to smile about ... The yachtsmen played big: the minimum bet was about $500.
Here a slightly staggering citizen approached the roulette wheel. He was silent for a long time, and then announced that he wanted to lose the yacht. The atmosphere at the table brightened noticeably. But the wife took the citizen away in time.
Gradually wealthy people became less and less. Some in the company of various ladies retired on yachts. Others struggled to stand.
Here, at an empty table, sits Mr. N., an honorary member of the Nice yachtsmen's club. In "Petrel" he does not have his own marina. With girls, he did not enjoy success today.
Although in France he has yachts and romantic relationships. Which is actually related. And they cannot exist separately.
- It is with us who is longer and more - that means cool. And there any marina is a sport. And any mademoiselle would consider it a pleasure to breathe the sea air with you,” he said.
However, some of them also pursue selfish goals. One spring day, for example, Mr. N fell asleep on a yacht under romantic circumstances and woke up alone. Gold handles were twisted off the doors. The marble toilet was missing. As a means of transportation, the Frenchwoman used a jet ski. The police laughed at the honorary member of the Nice yachtsmen's club for a long time.
At some point, he fell silent and leaned over the table. I thought: Wow, the rich man is crying. But it turned out - just sleeping.
After a while, the pavilions became quite quiet. Everyone left. And only from somewhere far away came a formidable:
— Bought an apartment! I'm flying to Cannes!
PS Before the editorial office, a summer resident from Dolgoprudny gave me a ride. He asked: "A yachtsman, or what?". For some reason I said yes. “And I have a motorboat, diesel, romance. I go fishing, I teach my son. Are you also fishing from a yacht?”