The real story of Oktoberfest
k, so Ive had a day or so to recover. Im still hurting from Munich, but here goes my vague recollection of my 24 hours + in Oktoberfest.
We got up super early to leave Stuttgart, Our train left the station at 7 am, which means we had to get up around 5:30ish, good start to the day. On the way there, the closer we got to the city, the more drunk the people getting on the train were. For the last two hours of the trip, there was this group of Germans in the train, clearly wasted, with a ukelale and a small drum singing AWFUL loud music. It was torture to sit through, but I knew if I was as drunk as them, Id definitely be singing with them.
We got there, and almost immediately, our group of 40 broke apart. There were so many people in the train station it was insane. All that was left was a smaller group of about 6 of us, which turned out to be good, cause navigating a group of 40 in that madness would have been unbearable. We found our way to the festival, and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The place was bigger than I thought imaginable, the length of it was at least a kilometer or two, and wider than I could see. There were rides, roller coasters, and of course, HUGE drinking tents (they are called tents, but they were full fledged buildings, erected every year for the occasion). We tried to get into a tent, but by 9:30am it was jam packed, and they had to close the doors. These tents hold like 1000 people, no joke, and by the time I normally wake up in the morning, there were thousands of drunk people. Absolutely incredible. We tried to go to other tents, theres about 7 or 8 of them, but they were ALL full.
There were also biergartens located around each tent, which we had to wait around 45 minutes for a group to leave. We finally got a table, and started boozing immediately. The beers were delicious, huge, and expensive, but we knew that it was all worth it in the end. We got some good chicken there, to mix with the beer, as we had not eaten that day and knew it would spell trouble later on, if we didnt eat anything. As the beers kept flowing, we kept on finishing them off. The stereotype of the Frau's lugging 8 huge steins of beer is true, and they didnt stop for anyone, if one was coming up behind you, and you were in their way, they would literally push you out of the way in order to serve more brew to hungry patrons.
After that, the day kinda blurred into one memory of meeting so many people, drinking countless beers, and taking breaks wandering around the grounds. I got some great videos of me trying to talk coherently into the camera of mine. sometimes you could manage to grasp what I was saying but as the night went on, they only got more garbled and eventually a drunken mess. Most of our big group of 40 eventually went home around 8 pm, but our group was just getting started. We ended up drinking at the tents till around 10pm, then went out to some clubs. Pretty funny us trying to get into the clubs, as we were clearly wasted, and most clubs didnt want us as a liability there. We tried to talk reasonably with the bouncers, but I was told the more I tried to focus, the more my eyes tended to wander in different directions. We finally found one that was nice (or money hungry) enough to let us in, AND give us a free beer! I love this country. By then, I was trying to keep my body going, but it was getting tougher and tougher. I ended up sleeping for a half hour on a bench against a wall in this club with LOUD music blaring by my ear. After the club closed down, we grabbed a cab to the train station, but had an hour and a half to wait till our train came.
As luck would have it, there was a strip club still open right next to the train station (I swear the cabby dropped us off there, on purpose), so we decided to go have a look at some German smut. Now the first part of the club was less than kocher to say the least. There were some DIRTY ass whack off booths with walls and walls of videos to choose from. We looked at some of them, and dear lord, I didnt realize this kind of smut actually existed. I wont go into too much detail, but let's end it at 'German Scheisse Porn really exists'. Good god, I feel impure just having looked at the cover. ugh
We checked out some strippers for a while, not very attractive, but we kept ourselves entertained with the passed out Germans in lederhosen in perverts row. We ended up catching our train and crashed like Ive never crashed before, this was at 5:30 am. We got to Ulm to switch trains, got out, got some food, and ate it. And well, cause we were probably as fast as a three toed sloth with a hangover, we missed our connection train, having to wait an hour till the next one. After another hour two hours, we made it home, and I didnt get to sleep till 1 pm the next day.
Whew! Well, that was the jist of my day in Munich. It was definitely something I must say everyone should experience at least once in their lives... who's kidding who, Im going back next year. There's another one in Stuttgart going on right now. Apparently its the second biggest in Germany, next to Munich, and tomorrow is half priced beers, which means shit is gonna get ugly. I have a test in my German class tomorrow, and I will be heading straight for the Oktoberfest here, to do it ALL OVER AGAIN!!!! woo hoo!!
I have pictures on my photos page, so check it out if you get a chance. I wish I could somehow get my video online, but theyre big ass files. If you really want one, I can probably gmail it to ya, but let me know first. Thats all I got for now, I got some laundry to do...oh yah and some studying for tomorrows test. sheisse.
t
We got up super early to leave Stuttgart, Our train left the station at 7 am, which means we had to get up around 5:30ish, good start to the day. On the way there, the closer we got to the city, the more drunk the people getting on the train were. For the last two hours of the trip, there was this group of Germans in the train, clearly wasted, with a ukelale and a small drum singing AWFUL loud music. It was torture to sit through, but I knew if I was as drunk as them, Id definitely be singing with them.
We got there, and almost immediately, our group of 40 broke apart. There were so many people in the train station it was insane. All that was left was a smaller group of about 6 of us, which turned out to be good, cause navigating a group of 40 in that madness would have been unbearable. We found our way to the festival, and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The place was bigger than I thought imaginable, the length of it was at least a kilometer or two, and wider than I could see. There were rides, roller coasters, and of course, HUGE drinking tents (they are called tents, but they were full fledged buildings, erected every year for the occasion). We tried to get into a tent, but by 9:30am it was jam packed, and they had to close the doors. These tents hold like 1000 people, no joke, and by the time I normally wake up in the morning, there were thousands of drunk people. Absolutely incredible. We tried to go to other tents, theres about 7 or 8 of them, but they were ALL full.
There were also biergartens located around each tent, which we had to wait around 45 minutes for a group to leave. We finally got a table, and started boozing immediately. The beers were delicious, huge, and expensive, but we knew that it was all worth it in the end. We got some good chicken there, to mix with the beer, as we had not eaten that day and knew it would spell trouble later on, if we didnt eat anything. As the beers kept flowing, we kept on finishing them off. The stereotype of the Frau's lugging 8 huge steins of beer is true, and they didnt stop for anyone, if one was coming up behind you, and you were in their way, they would literally push you out of the way in order to serve more brew to hungry patrons.
After that, the day kinda blurred into one memory of meeting so many people, drinking countless beers, and taking breaks wandering around the grounds. I got some great videos of me trying to talk coherently into the camera of mine. sometimes you could manage to grasp what I was saying but as the night went on, they only got more garbled and eventually a drunken mess. Most of our big group of 40 eventually went home around 8 pm, but our group was just getting started. We ended up drinking at the tents till around 10pm, then went out to some clubs. Pretty funny us trying to get into the clubs, as we were clearly wasted, and most clubs didnt want us as a liability there. We tried to talk reasonably with the bouncers, but I was told the more I tried to focus, the more my eyes tended to wander in different directions. We finally found one that was nice (or money hungry) enough to let us in, AND give us a free beer! I love this country. By then, I was trying to keep my body going, but it was getting tougher and tougher. I ended up sleeping for a half hour on a bench against a wall in this club with LOUD music blaring by my ear. After the club closed down, we grabbed a cab to the train station, but had an hour and a half to wait till our train came.
As luck would have it, there was a strip club still open right next to the train station (I swear the cabby dropped us off there, on purpose), so we decided to go have a look at some German smut. Now the first part of the club was less than kocher to say the least. There were some DIRTY ass whack off booths with walls and walls of videos to choose from. We looked at some of them, and dear lord, I didnt realize this kind of smut actually existed. I wont go into too much detail, but let's end it at 'German Scheisse Porn really exists'. Good god, I feel impure just having looked at the cover. ugh
We checked out some strippers for a while, not very attractive, but we kept ourselves entertained with the passed out Germans in lederhosen in perverts row. We ended up catching our train and crashed like Ive never crashed before, this was at 5:30 am. We got to Ulm to switch trains, got out, got some food, and ate it. And well, cause we were probably as fast as a three toed sloth with a hangover, we missed our connection train, having to wait an hour till the next one. After another hour two hours, we made it home, and I didnt get to sleep till 1 pm the next day.
Whew! Well, that was the jist of my day in Munich. It was definitely something I must say everyone should experience at least once in their lives... who's kidding who, Im going back next year. There's another one in Stuttgart going on right now. Apparently its the second biggest in Germany, next to Munich, and tomorrow is half priced beers, which means shit is gonna get ugly. I have a test in my German class tomorrow, and I will be heading straight for the Oktoberfest here, to do it ALL OVER AGAIN!!!! woo hoo!!
I have pictures on my photos page, so check it out if you get a chance. I wish I could somehow get my video online, but theyre big ass files. If you really want one, I can probably gmail it to ya, but let me know first. Thats all I got for now, I got some laundry to do...oh yah and some studying for tomorrows test. sheisse.
t
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