Octoberfest in Munich

At the end of September, Brad and I flew to Munich for Octoberfest.


I have heard numerous stories from Brad and other’s that have taken part in these festivities, so I was quite excited to see it all with my own eyes.

First night we were able to get into a tent. We were amazed at our luck, as we’ve heard it’s quite hard to get in and even harder to get a seat. But after about 40 minutes of walking around the huge Armbrustschützen tent, we scored a seat. Sitting next to and drinking with random people can be quite a treat.


We were surrounded by people singing and dancing on chairs, drinking liters of beer, and eating various types of wieners and pretzels. A folk band playing traditional drinking songs topped off this very festive atmosphere.

(Which also leads me to ask, why isn’t the US a singing nation? I know US gave birth to MTV, VH1 and pretty much the modern music industry as we know it. But what I’m talking about is sitting around a table, campfire, whatever, pouring a cold one and bursting into a song… drinking song, if you’d like. It’s a great past time and I propose it should be started immediately!)

Anyway, here’s me in my full Octoberfest glory.


Next day, after walking around the city, we were quite surprised that we were absolutely unable to get into a tent. Well, after a bit of thinking, we realized that it all made sense. You either show up at the butt crack of dawn to make it into a tent or you wait unit the evening for those that beat you there start reaching their limit and start going home … and yes, these people are pros – it takes them a whole day to reach that limit.

However, we were fortunate enough to score some seats in the beer garden of the Schottenhamel tent. I skip the details here. In summary, we sat outside all day, drinking Paulaner Munchen, enjoying beautiful fall weather and great German food.

Ein Prosit, ein Prosit
Der Gemütlichkeit