I wanted to start this post with, "It's finally spring in Germany" but then I realized, hmm. I think I may have not one, but two post already with this beginning. Then I pause and look outside. It's pouring rain, and yet again, freezing cold.
What is with this weather I ask you! One day it's 80 degrees, the next it's 40! My wardrobe is getting confused!
And now the point of this post.
Frühlingsfest. Ah Frühlingsfest. Known to the locals as "Oktoberfest's little sister", it is in fact, just another excuse for German's to get dressed up in lederhosen and dirndls and drink at inappropriate times of the day.
Now, it's not all about drinking. There are also rides. Like the County Fair. And many places to buy greasy German fast food.
So you're thinking, let me get this straight. First you get drunk, then you eat a giant bratwurst followed by a schnitzl, then you go spin around high up in the air?
My answer for you is yes. That's exactly what you do. Until 8pm. If you have managed to stay conscious until around 8pm, then the real fun begins. (or the real fun for me, considering I don't drink) Everyone gathers together in these giant beer tents where there are many tables packed full of people. They cram as many people as they can into on table, and have about 25% of the amount of servers they require. All of them are very cranky. I wonder why? People squish as close as they can, and needless to say you end up making a lot of friends. The fire captain would not be happy about this.
In addition, they decorate them as if it were going out of style. Tons of color everywhere! When the night gets going, they have DJ's come and play popular music, both American and German. People get crazy. They stand up and on the benches and dance like no one is watching. Now. The problem with mixing alcohol, Germany, height, and dancing is, people fall down a lot. Something like this would never happen in America, because frankly, someone would sue. It sure is funny to watch.
On that note. While I was sipping my alcohol free beverage, the waiter came around and brought more beer to our table. In the process, he set a glass on top of my glass and it chipped. I showed him the shards of glass in my drink. He looked at me and said (in German), "what do you want me to do about it?" and walked away. hmm. I'm proud of the American Legal System. And no, I'm not ashamed to say that.
This festival goes on for about three weeks. It sure is a lot of fun. Sadly, like all good things, it came to an end.
126 more days until Oktoberfest.
What is with this weather I ask you! One day it's 80 degrees, the next it's 40! My wardrobe is getting confused!
And now the point of this post.
Frühlingsfest. Ah Frühlingsfest. Known to the locals as "Oktoberfest's little sister", it is in fact, just another excuse for German's to get dressed up in lederhosen and dirndls and drink at inappropriate times of the day.
Now, it's not all about drinking. There are also rides. Like the County Fair. And many places to buy greasy German fast food.
So you're thinking, let me get this straight. First you get drunk, then you eat a giant bratwurst followed by a schnitzl, then you go spin around high up in the air?
My answer for you is yes. That's exactly what you do. Until 8pm. If you have managed to stay conscious until around 8pm, then the real fun begins. (or the real fun for me, considering I don't drink) Everyone gathers together in these giant beer tents where there are many tables packed full of people. They cram as many people as they can into on table, and have about 25% of the amount of servers they require. All of them are very cranky. I wonder why? People squish as close as they can, and needless to say you end up making a lot of friends. The fire captain would not be happy about this.
In addition, they decorate them as if it were going out of style. Tons of color everywhere! When the night gets going, they have DJ's come and play popular music, both American and German. People get crazy. They stand up and on the benches and dance like no one is watching. Now. The problem with mixing alcohol, Germany, height, and dancing is, people fall down a lot. Something like this would never happen in America, because frankly, someone would sue. It sure is funny to watch.
On that note. While I was sipping my alcohol free beverage, the waiter came around and brought more beer to our table. In the process, he set a glass on top of my glass and it chipped. I showed him the shards of glass in my drink. He looked at me and said (in German), "what do you want me to do about it?" and walked away. hmm. I'm proud of the American Legal System. And no, I'm not ashamed to say that.
This festival goes on for about three weeks. It sure is a lot of fun. Sadly, like all good things, it came to an end.
126 more days until Oktoberfest.
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