Oktoberfest

Round 2 in Munchen!!! But this time it was Wiesn time... Oktoberfest!

So, flew in this time with Ange and got the train to the familiar Marienplatz near Ando's place. We met a few of Dave's mates on the plane that were coming for the festivities also, so the lot of us hooked up with Ando and headed out for dinner.

The scale of Oktoberfest is staggering. Huge tents, hundreds of thousands of punters, millions of roast chickens and swimming pools of beer.... amazing!!!! Ange and I woke up late and missed our rendezvous with the others in the morning, but they saved us a spot on the table thankfully. When we got in there we were both blown away. Bavarians go so hard!!! It was about 10.30am and the place looked like an enourmous pub just before closing time, there were people standing on the tables skulling their steins for the amusement of the crowd, and when they failed they got booed by about 2000 raucus Germans hahahaha. We sheepishly made our way to the table that Toddy and the others had got, massively overwhelmed, and met the rest of Dave's mates.

First tent, about 10.30am

This chick failed in her skulling attempt and was severly booed.

Angie and I got caught up in the moment and bought hats for 25 Euro each, the next day we saw the same ones for sale for 6 euro outside the tents, ha, ripped off like the tourists we are. Didn't matter too much anyway as we lost them within about 3 hours of purchase as expected.


Angie and Toddy



Me and Jay

Our table



The next day we took a day off from the tents and just walked around and had a look at everything. Seriously funny, people asleep in the dirt at about 11.30, one guy curled up next to the wheels of a bus, hahaha, casualties all over the place.








On the last day of the festival, one of Ando's German mates, Frank, had organised a table for us in the Schottenhamel tent. We got right into it, sang all the Bavarian songs (as best we could) and joined in with all the traditional stuff. Angie made some gay friends, as always, and we generally had a very Bavarian Weisn experience.


One of our beer chicks, thats 14 1L steins she's carrying

punters

Ooter from the simpsons when he grows up

Saw this unit outside, I think he was from Sydney, in terrible shape anyway

The songs are mostly like nursery rhymes, but still we found them pretty difficult, Ando trying his best to teach drunken German

Singing

Angie giving some scale to this dudes calves, MASSIVE old school Bavarian unit, he brought his hunting knife into the tent on his belt.

Weisn crew, Mark, Leigh-Anne, Ando, Frank and Toddy

Mick, Leigh-Anne and Frank

Schottenhamel Festzelt in full swing

Schottenhamel later at night, I saw this dude with no shirt going off and took his photo, a few minutes later from a different vantage point, I realised he had no pants on either

Band doing crowd control

We had a brilliant time, much better than I had expected, mostly thanks to having Dave as a tour guide I think. Walking through the bigger, more well known tents like Hofbrau, they seemed to be mostly full of smashed Aussies/Kiwis/Saffas and way more touristy which was more what I was expecting. Really happy to have had a more traditional experience and get into the whole thing in true Bavarian style. Nice one Ando.