Holy schnikes!
I just realized that I missed Oktoberfest this year :( It ended yesterday.
Yes, ended, even though it is just NOW October. All those festivals back at home are fakes and phonies starting up in the 10th month. The real Oktoberfest starts in September. Because anything worth doing German, is worth doing backwards.
They should really trademark that saying :) Love ya, Deutschers!
For three glorious years, I had the amazing opportunity to visit the world's largest fair. I met a lot of fun people, really got a feel for Bavarian culture, experienced worldly and mind provoking things, got shit faced with 6,000 of my closets friends in a massive tent.
Hey, yesterday's post had the words "chubby breasts" in it. I can say "shit faced".
Don't lie, all you pervs who missed yesterdays are jumping back there to see what I am talking about!
Parents, ya'll still reading??
Anyways, good times.
There was that one time that my bad German finagled our way up on stage and and we danced with the band. In front of 4,000 people.
In a barrel.
That rose some odd feet into the air and stayed there for several long German classics.
Another time when I met Vincent Chase. Nah, he doesn't have a real name.
And one instance where I shouted over hundreds of people "TITO'S VODKA!!!" because anyone who went to college in the Lone Star State knows what I'm talkin' 'bout. Its a very cough, reputable, cough, vodka from Texas and someone was wearing a hat with the logo and I just knew we were meant to be life long friends.
Oh, and last year when the flippin' train split into two at a stop - don't worry, it is supposed to do that - and we were on the wrong half and traveled about 100 km in the wrong direction. Oh that was fun....you try sleeping in a train station in a dirndl.
Random post, I know, but I had friends that went this year (and if you reading this, miss :), I would love to see a post on it!) and it made me realize that I never wrote about Oktoberfest. I re-started up my blog last November, so I missed out on recounting all those fun times I don't really, actually remember.
Looking back, we really did have a good run those three years. But I fear that I cannot tell any more stories here without hurting my reputation too badly....
...says the girl who writes about truck nuts.
:(
I just realized that I missed Oktoberfest this year :( It ended yesterday.
| And this mess was on a Monday! |
They should really trademark that saying :) Love ya, Deutschers!
For three glorious years, I had the amazing opportunity to visit the world's largest fair. I met a lot of fun people, really got a feel for Bavarian culture, experienced worldly and mind provoking things, got shit faced with 6,000 of my closets friends in a massive tent.
Hey, yesterday's post had the words "chubby breasts" in it. I can say "shit faced".
Don't lie, all you pervs who missed yesterdays are jumping back there to see what I am talking about!
Parents, ya'll still reading??
Anyways, good times.
There was that one time that my bad German finagled our way up on stage and and we danced with the band. In front of 4,000 people.
In a barrel.
That rose some odd feet into the air and stayed there for several long German classics.
| I did not realize this picture was blurry until the next day.... |
Another time when I met Vincent Chase. Nah, he doesn't have a real name.
And one instance where I shouted over hundreds of people "TITO'S VODKA!!!" because anyone who went to college in the Lone Star State knows what I'm talkin' 'bout. Its a very cough, reputable, cough, vodka from Texas and someone was wearing a hat with the logo and I just knew we were meant to be life long friends.
Oh, and last year when the flippin' train split into two at a stop - don't worry, it is supposed to do that - and we were on the wrong half and traveled about 100 km in the wrong direction. Oh that was fun....you try sleeping in a train station in a dirndl.
Random post, I know, but I had friends that went this year (and if you reading this, miss :), I would love to see a post on it!) and it made me realize that I never wrote about Oktoberfest. I re-started up my blog last November, so I missed out on recounting all those fun times I don't really, actually remember.
| I have no idea who these people are, but thanks for gracing my photo. Sheesh, this is just getting bad. |
Looking back, we really did have a good run those three years. But I fear that I cannot tell any more stories here without hurting my reputation too badly....
...says the girl who writes about truck nuts.
:(





























