R&R alpha - oktoberfest (day 2) - PFAND!!!

EDIT: i must be as precise as possible. TheWayne reminded me that i missed a funny thing. on the first day of our oktoberfest experience, we had our first beers at a stand up location; that is, you went the stand, ordered, got your beer and stood there until you were done. we were looking at the types of beers they had at this stand, maybe 3 or 4 varieties, and i saw a sign that said "pfand (cauzione) 3 euro". at this i got excited, i was in the mood to experience oktoberfest in true oktoberfest fashion, DEEEEE-runk. after our beers had been drunk, TheWayne took the glasses back to the bar to order two more. that was when he learned that "pfand" means refund. you paid a 3 euro deposit on the glasses in case you walked away with them. so, alas, pfand (cauzione) wasn't nearly as exciting as i'd thought i was going to be.

so, on day two, i wake up late. i believe TheWayne and i were going to get breakfast but missed it... i think. i slept in, recovered, relaxed, reveled in the fact that i was in germany for the last hoorah of oktoberfest 2008. i'd booked two rooms and TheWayne was in the one next door. we'd gotten in touch (come to think of it, maybe we DID make it to breakfast), and TheWayne looked rough. apparently, he'd been up barfing all night, so much that you ALMOST need a second hand to count occurrences on. after dilly dallying around a bit, TheWayne realized that he wasn't really jet-lagged at all, and we thus decided that the best cure for jet-lag is to get bombed and puke all night. granted it's a bit drastic, but if you don't want to be a zombie for a week while your body is adjusting... everything worth while requires sacrifice. we finally made our way to oktoberfest around 5pm or so i i recall correctly which IS highly suspect about the account of the ENTIRE trip.

we'd resigned ourself to pretty much sit at the crowded areas outside the beer tents since we figured we got lucky meeting TheRon the previous day. we walked around the fest a bit, and then settled in at the hacker pschorr outside area. it was raining off and on, and by the time we'd sat down it was "ON". to take our minds off, we drank. that picture of TheWayne above is him doing that very thing, sitting in the rain at hacker pschorr taking his mind off. TheWayne is good at traveling light. he arrived with a stuffed backpack that held longsleeves, short sleeves, shorts, sleep clothes, some clothes for a night on the town. i don't know he did it. i came with a BIG suitcase and still didn't have everything i needed (i.e. windbreaker, jacket, etc.). granted, i's just come from egypt where you don't need those things, so i didn't pack them when i went for the job initially. so i was sitting in the rain, getting soaked and drunk, TheWayne was sitting in the rain, staying DRY and drunk. it was good times. we sat there for a bit when the guy across the aisle from us, invited us over to get out of the rain as they were lucky enough to have scored a table under a roof of sorts. this is a picture of our friends. from left to right, me, TheWayne, TheKroner (from denmark or something), TheFrederick (from kenya or something), and the photo was taken by TheHacham (from egypt). we ordered more beers and sausage and a fish you can see in the pic. we talked about just about everything, but mostly politics. see, once people found out TheWayne and i were american, the first thing that came out of their mouths was "who are you voting for?" i mean EVERYONE asked us that. no one likes george bush or his policies, we pretty much said that we agreed as well. we had a good time talking and getting dry. TheHacham loved talking about egypt. he was a german citizen now and hadn't been back in a long time, but he missed it. TheKroner was kind of quiet but that might've been since he was the farthest away from me, i think he and TheFrederick talked to TheWayne quite a bit.

after much drink and laughter, the beerwenches (and i use that as a term of endearment, seriously) came 'round and kicked us out as it was past last call. things are a bit blurry here, but i know we took the train back to feldkirchen. while waiting for the train, i think we ran into some guys dressed in the traditional bavarian outfit including lederhosen. i believe i asked them where we could find some, or we asked directions or something, and he just wandered up to a fairly attractive, blond, german girl on the platform and asked her. she told use we could get some at marienplatz square at a store near the mcdonald's. of course, you could get them pretty much anywhere, but the store she recommended sold them at a good price. she was heading the same direction as TheWayne and i, so we got on the same train and talked the whole while. we found out that she was going home to her husband and baby, and her evil step-mother was shadowing/chaperoning her. i guess i never realized there was a brooding older brunette lady always nearby. she would give sidelong glances our way whenever our blond friend laughed or otherwise seemed to be having a good time. the conversation was good and it made the trip pass quite easily. we bit her adieu, got off at our stop, and that's the last thing i have in my notes for the day, must've gone to bed (read, passed out).

here's me earlier in the day eating a half-meter sausage (insert joke here). there were 1-meter sausages advertised, but i never saw anyone with one, that must be for the professionals... you ever see german porn?

this is the background mural for the tailspin, an amusement park ride at oktoberfest that whips you around like mad (i didn't go on it). this mural isn't that exciting except for... what is that on the right of the mural? a NEKKID lady?! awesome!