This weekend was Oktober Fest weekend. Unbelievable that I that do not even like beer, get to go to a party where the only point is to drink and enjoy liters of beer... But the girls said it was our first reunion so I took it as a given that I had to go :-) and made an effort to replace 1 liter beers with half liter mugs of wine and all worked out. The funny part is we start in the morning... At 11.15 we were at the door of a tent which name i can hardly spell and even less pronounce no matter how much german i learn. And if you think that once you are in you take it easy you are mistaken, you stsrt immediatelly with tbe mass of beer and many people will already be having their schweinhaxe (pork's knee, perhaps not spellt the right way). You "only" have until 4.35 pm so you better start going fast. And then you just chat drink and have fun. And you let the surroundings deepen in you, as people from all ages dressed in bavarian customes will loudly sing "ai prosti...
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