Amazing what I find today in elmundo.es. A new type of tourism that I had not heard of in my life: gambling tourism. As my father said: "turn off and let's go."
Yes, friends, there are people who travel to a destination in a certain country only to be able to reach the nearest kiosk at the airport and seal there the lottery ticket in turn that distributes a stratospheric amount of euros in prizes.
In this case they comment on the example of the Superrenalotto, an Italian game of chance in which participants must match 6 numbers out of the 90 that the template has. Come on, something like the primitive but even more dodgy to take the pasta. Pretty fucking the thing. In fact, it is so much that nobody takes the jackpot since January 31, 2009 and the boat amounts to 143.9 million Euros, the largest that has ever existed on the continent.
This causes things like an Austrian newspaper raffling 50 trips to Udine so that people can seal their tickets and return - you can't participate online - or that the German newspaper Bild sent 140 people to Milan for free for the same purpose as the Austrians
They say they are investing some 26 million Euros daily in the contest. Well, by investing they say so, but in reality they are squandering. People go crazy. What a business for the State! You enter 26 million a day and only distribute 150. Check accounts.
The fact is that this type of tourism goes from looking for a hotel, looking at what there is to see in the city, temperatures, car rental ... Nothing at all. Traveling without worries, yes sir! You take the plane, you fly for a little while, you get off the plane, you go to the nearest press kiosk of the passenger exit, you buy your ticket, you choose a few numbers, you seal it, you pay, you drink a beer (remember that many Germans go ) and back home dreaming that when you return it will be to claim your prize and buy you Cristiano Ronaldo to play in the yard of your house, just for you. Of course, the imagination must give for much more ... Eva Mendes, Brad Pitt ... The options are open.
The good thing is when you arrive at the office the day after your “trip” and they ask you: “Ehhh! How was the little escapedita ?. How is Milan? ”, And you can only answer:“ The best of Milan: its newsagents… And of course: its people ”.
Well, you see, another type of tourism that almost nobody had noticed. Every day there is something that may surprise you. By the way, tomorrow there is a raffle. I'm going to look at some tickets for Italy.