Like the professional partiers we are, we got to the Oktoberfest before it opened and went to one of the best tents, the Paulaner. We got a table that we split with a group of Italians and an American, Zack, who moved to Italy two years ago. Zack speaks no Italian and will travel to Kazakistan next month - awesome guy.
After two hours of being in the tent, we realized that Germans only know two songs, which I believe contain a total of 12 words, and they sing them every 10 minutes. Italians on the other hand, sing the same tune from a White Stripes song about every 10 minutes, usually in response to the Germans singing their drinking song. Another discovery we made is that the beer and pretzels at Oktoberfest are great, but although it looks good, dipping the pretzel in beer does not taste good; it's kind of like pickles and milk.
After a few hours at the Paulaner, we decided to try our luck at a different beer tent; this time we headed to the Hippodrom. After sneaking inside and then waiting in line for an hour, we finally got to resume our partying. Again, absolutely fantastic time. I can't overstate how incredible Oktoberfest is.
We capped the day by spending the evening at another beer tent drinking and trying to learn German. Parting thought: beer and the drindel are the greatest inventions to come out of Bavaria, if only you could combine them into one.....
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