Also, despite the massive amount of times I had to edit my last post because it just wouldn't format correctly, I am still in the mood for blogging, so thought I'd take advantage of that, and write about my last week.
After a delightful sleep in ("Sez it's 11:30!") we wandered our way down Hauptstr. on the hunt for an Autumn/ Spring coat for me, and a coat coat for Simon. I found a coat but didn't buy it, though I did buy two shirts and two pairs of shoes. Now, as we all well know, finding me shoes is mighty difficult, which is why I wear Converses all the time. So I bought a fur-lined pair of those (black, high-top) (I already have a pair of fur-lined low-tops), then we went to New Yorker, and I found YELLOW HIGH-TOPS! (Imitation, obviously)... but still, LOVE. Though I haven't worn them yet. That night we watched more Lost and it was great.
I started loading the newest How I Met Your Mother (streaming, obviously, because you're not allowed to download in Germany and streaming is a lovely loophole...) which had premiered the night before, though we ran out of time to watch it as we popped to H&M for me to buy my coat. After a VERY panicked and stressful bus and S-bahn ride to Bruchsal, we managed to catch our train to München! We also watched a couple of Lost episodes on the train, then finally arrived to meet Emma and Matt!
After the "800m" walk to the hostel (it felt like 5km, but was 1.6, according to Google) (but uphill with bags is never the best), and Emma and Matt had showered after being on a train for a really long time, we headed to Oktoberfest!!
My first impression was that it was like the show, just German. So that made it automatically awesomer. We had a quick walk around, then headed to the Hofbräu tent, where the Fanatics group was. We went on a 'tour' which I'm still not entirely sure was the best plan, though on Tuesday and Wednesday nights it worked out well as we had tables already and it was just easy to find the large group of loud Australians in yellow shirts. But then again, there was a large group of loud Australians in yellow shirts, and on Thursday no tables. Anyway, we eventually got beers (that is, a LITRE of beer), and after a while space at one of the tables appeared so we hopped up onto the bench and started singing along with the drunk masses.
After a while we sat down... and then two tables over, a fight broke out. That was interesting. Security arrived fairly soon afterwards, though, and they got kicked out.
I wasn't having that much fun until the band started playing AC/DC and the tables of Australians exploded. I mean, we were all singing along to the other songs, but at that point we ALL got up on the benches. After a trip to the ladies', Emma and I couldn't get back on the bench, so just hung out in the aisle chatting and singing along to the songs while drinking our massive beers (we were still on beer #1, Simon was on #3, though). Once we'd finished them, we left and wandered around outside with all the pretty bright lights. We made the boys buy us Lebkuchen (gingerbread hearts - WEARABLE SNACKS!), and they both played a side show and won crappy prizes. We all (yes, all) ate some Bratwurst (except Simon who ate Currywurst), then headed home - which was an adventure in itself as we didn't really know where we were going as we'd gone a different way on the way there. But we found the answer and everything was super.
After waiting for the girls in our dorm to get raus, we all showered and got ready for the day. We decided to go out and explore Munich, and Emma was pretty keen to get a real Dirndl (as opposed to the skanky one she already owned). So off we walked, not really having any idea of where we were going, but walking just the same. We went into a fair few shops, tried some Dirndls on, and eventually found some for 20 Euro! (Just the Dirndl, the shirt and apron were extra, but still, cheap as!), so I decided to get a second one. A girl always needs a back-up Dirndl, after all ;)
After Italian for lunch, we headed back to the hostel to cut our Dirndls (they were really long, though I didn't end up cutting mine), and sew hearts onto the aprons to customise them and tie the outfit together (we're so creative!). The Fanatics group were meant to be leaving at 4pm, but when we went out there (after rushing a lot to get ready after our sewing session), no one was there. We worked out later that they'd just been running late, which was frustrating. But in any case, off we headed to the festival again, this time knowing exactly where to go (follow the masses, basically!)
Tonight we were in the Löwenbräu tent. The beer was a LOT nicer and also not as alcoholic. We hovered around the allocated tables for a while until some space freed up and we made it onto one of the tables. We made friends with the people sitting next to us, consumed beer, bought donuts and a Bretzel (which was then posed with by pretty much everyone on the table...)
As the night wore on, more and more beer was consumed (I managed two litres plus a litre of shandy that night!) and eventually we were all up on the benches dancing. So much fun. Though again frustrating that I was the only one who actually knew the words to the German songs. But I had great fun singing along by myself/ with the 29357360 Germans in the tent. A number of people actually thought I was German tonight, and I spoke a lot of German too (which probably helped convince them, as they were mostly Australian). This was definitely the best night for me (ha, ha, ha). The beer was better, and I had the (alcoholic) confidence to speak to randoms in German or English, PLUS I got to wear my Dirndl (which makes any night a good night!)... all in all just a really, really fun night.
|I look mysteriously very tanned in this photo...|
|It was meant to look like we were in a barrel!|
|We got to take a guy on the stage to take this, he loved us haha|
Was again a slow start, and none of us felt super fantastic. I wasn't hungover, but I had also had very little sleep due to a certain snorer. We made our way to the Dirndl shop of yesterday so that I could purchase a handbag shaped like a Bretzel (which is a pretzel, for all you non-German speakers out there). It was 20 euro, but so worth it for the novelty factor! I also bought some Bretzel earrings :D
After lunch, we headed back and decided to have a rest because we were all just feeling bleh. Around 3:30 I think it was, we headed to the festival, much more subdued than the previous day. I chose to wear my main Dirndl again (as opposed to the back-up Dirndl), even though it was a bit smelly and a lot beery from yesterday. Matt however was feeling even worse than the rest of us, so he and Emma ended up going home after we'd had a wander around the... I was about to write showgrounds, haha.
Simon and I went to the Paulaner tent which was where the group was meant to be that night, eventually found them, though no one we recognised from the previous day, unfortunately. It was not the best night, and the beer wasn't as good, and we left pretty early on. We purchased snacks, then went back to the hostel to get an early night.
We awoke reasonably early, packed up, then Emma and I went to have breakfast as it was included in the price and we hadn't taken advantage of it the previous two mornings. We checked out and made our way to the train station where we eventually parted ways - Emma and Matt to Füssen to see Neuschwanstein, Simon to the airport to fly to Manchester, and I of course made my way back to Heidelberg, full of fond memories and sick of 'heyyyyy, hey baby, ooh, ahh, I wanna knooooowww if you'll be my girl', which Oktoberfest seemed to have a love affair with (well, just that part, actually).
There were some not so fun times in there that I haven't written down, but despite those, I had a fantastic week. As I wrote as my status; there's just something about wearing a Dirndl standing on a bench (I even stood on the table at one point on Wednesday! And not just to get to the other side, which I also did a bit, haha), litre of beer in hand, singing along to English/ German songs :)