I realized after I posted Miscommunication last week, that maybe it wasn’t the right time of year for a post about Oktoberfest. After all, it’s June. But maybe it happened because it has been fall weather as I was going through the old slides and I didn’t remember that it’s supposed to be summer. Now I’m stuck with the September (Oktoberfest) story, so I might as well finish it with a few more slides I found.
One commenter on the last post said how clean everything was. I did find some garbage after all in the slides, as you’ll notice in the first picture.
My guiding job continues, leading the blind man to his favourite beerhall – it was a long way to the Hackerhaus. I wonder where the guy on the right is going with that hammer. Is his name Maxwell? At least it’s not a silver hammer. (Have I lost you?)
The police seemed to enjoy their job, checking out the sights while keeping their tushes warm on their horses on this very cold September day.
The giant green head in this next picture moved up and down, as if nodding, while a recording made some awful dragonlike noises. Great for entertaining the kids (and then giving them nightmares later).
One of many rides I didn’t go on.
In the beerhall, this is the oxen we helped eat, and one of the reasons we decided that we really liked Oktoberfest.
And here is the second reason we stayed to enjoy the Hackerhaus beerhall.
We’re not big drinkers, but the food and entertainment were great and most of all, it was warm in there and we knew it was freezing outside. Late in the evening we left the place. Outside the beerhall, the Red Cross had a first aid station set up for those who’d overindulged. We thought how the Germans had efficiently thought of everything. Feeling very smug, we teetered past them and made our way back to our VW van for the night. Happy.