Where: Munich, Germany
What. A. Trip.
I’m writing this in my dorm room in London a day after I left Munich. I’m still not fully back at 100%. I’m tired, my calves are cramping, my voice is gone, and I have to be drinking water non-stop to rehydrate. But I would do it all again in a heartbeat.
I think Oktoberfest can be experienced many ways. We chose the “poor uni student” method: camping in a nearby park, pre-gaming on cheaper beer, and then hitting up every beer tent we could get in to, before stumbling back to the campsite when the jet lag was too much for Rachel or me to handle (thankfully Ricky didn’t have to deal with that).
One of the beautiful parts of not having reservations at the tents was the sheer variety of people we could drink with. We sat with people our own age once or twice, a lovely couple who were celebrating their 50th anniversary (!), some tour groups from around Europe, and a mix of locals. Since everyone was there to have a good time, everyone was very accomodating even if we didn’t speak the same languages.
Speaking of language, I am very glad I know German, basic as it may be. While most Germans have a good grasp of English, it does come in handy from time to time to be able to translate what they’re saying if they get stuck.
All in all, it was a wonderful trip. 2.5 days was the perfect amount of time to spend there, although I am slightly sad I didn’t get to see more of munich proper. Guess I’ll have to go back!