Dirndls and Lederhosen

9/30/2013 - Munich, Germany

We had been told that 3 days at Oktoberfest was too much. Two and a half was just enough. We arrived early enough to sit at the Hippodrom tent for a beer. We met two other friends from Chicago before heading out for the afternoon. By now, we were all wearing lederhosen (except for the one lady, in a dirndl, of course).

We ambled slowly through the tents in the afternoon. We grabbed a few souvenirs, stopped to get pork sandwiches for lunch, and met all sorts of foreigners over beers. We had a collection of English-speaking people at our last table of the day: other Americans joined us, as well as Australians, English, and Irish. Of the entire group, one of our Americans was the biggest hero: between all the singing and dancing, we got him on the table to drink an entire stein of beer. Everyone in the tent around us cheered.

Pictured: Interior of the Hacker-Pschorr tent at Oktoberfest