Liters of Beer and Memories?

Trip Start Sep 17, 2010
Trip End Oct 17, 2010

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Flag of Germany  , Bavaria,
Sunday, September 26, 2010

Day 9 - Munich:
Woke up around 9 and started getting my stuff ready for Munich. The trains were pretty much every hour, so I just waited for Oscar to get up. It was getting late so I woke him up around 12, we ate and headed out. I took a 1:30 train and a few hours later was in Munich. My hostel was really close to the station, so I checked in and dropped off my bag. Pretty nice place. They had a bar downstairs, breakfast, and it was pretty clean. One of the guys in my dorm was from Louisiana. He was there for business (sorta) since they sell beer and wine and such. He had been to Italy and a few other places. Great, more places on my list to see. We went and got some food together. I had some schnitzel and fries and a beer. He was beat, so he went back to the room. Of course the next stop for me was to see what this Oktoberfest thing was all about, right? It was about a mile from the hostel, so I walked. As I got closer there were more and more people dressed up. I get to the entrance and was impressed. It's a huge fair with rides and "tents" that are more like huge buildings. As it's well known, beer is served by the liter. I went into the closest beer garden and ordered a beer. It was weird sitting next to kids who couldn't have been older than 16-17. I drank my beer and went inside the tent. Everyone was up on the tables drinking, singing and talking to friends (everyone is a friend in these places). I walked around a bit and left that tent for another. I saw a group all dressed up taking pictures, so I took some with them and then realized they're all Americans from Arkansas. One guy is living in Germany. We were all talking and drinking for a few hours. We went inside and got up on the tables and listened to all the horrible American songs that everyone plays for drunk people to sing to. It's funny, the first place played the riff from Seven Nation Army and stopped while the whole building kept going. I later found out it's very popular to sing the riff over and over. I don't think I heard a single German song. They have a couple drinking chants, but that's about all I heard. One of them is the same one they used on the Man Show. The group decided to leave and go to some club. I probably should have gone with them, but I was drunk enough and wanted to make sure I could get back to the hostel. I'm pretty sure it took me way longer than it should have as it was. All the rides were pretty much the same as any carnival. I didn't bother going on any. I was there for something new and the tents were a great experience. So much fun.

Day 10 - Munich:
Got up and ate breakfast at the hostel around 8:30 (sandwich, oj, fruit and coffee). Ventured out to Oktoberfest again and went into one of the tents around 10. First beer at 10am. Awesome. I heard the couple behind me order beer and they sounded more American than me. I turned around and asked where they were from. They said something like Iowa. I sat with them and we had great times drinking, chanting and listening to music. The place was packed by noon. Every now and then a guy would stand on the table holding his beer with his jaw and chug it. Everyone would stand up and cheer. The band started playing, too. They were a brass band and played the traditional stuff finally. I realized it was 5 already, so I left to find my other destinations. I shouldn't have bothered. I only saw the Haufbrauhaus. I figured the museum would be closed soon. Haufbrauhaus was nothing special. At least compared to Oktoberfest. I can say I'm glad I never paid money for a guide book. They're useless to find the good stuff. Only talk to locals and seasoned travelers who have gone different places than most people. After wandering around, I went back to the hostel. The bar downstairs was interesting. More American music. By the night, everything was a blur. I dropped my GPS like 5 times, even with the strap around my wrist, while walking to the hostel.

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