You might have noticed that I’ve been absent from the blog for a couple of weeks. If you follow me on Instagram (@poweredbysass) then you were following my European adventure! If you aren’t following me on Instagram, well what are you waiting for? 😉
Let’s get to the recap.
On Thursday, September 29th, Felix and I were up early to begin our first leg of our European adventure. After ensuring we had everything ready to go, and triple checking that our carry-ons didn’t contain anything over 3oz (TSA, you kill me), we called an Uber and headed to the airport!
Our first flight was from D.C. to Boston, where we had a nice five hour layover. This gave us just enough time to walk the Freedom Trail, which is 2.5 glorious miles through Boston’s most historic sights. It was great! The weather was nice, we shared a delicious sandwich and a beer, and explored a new-to-us city before heading back to the airport for our flight to Munich.
The flight to Munich was eventful. We actually flew from Boston to Dublin to Munich, so it made for quite the long day. As per usual, there was a crying baby in the row in front of us which wasn’t too pleasant, but overall it wasn’t a terrible flight. Felix let me use his neck pillow, I watched Sex and the City 2, and before I knew it, the captain said, “Welcome to Munich.”
MUNICH DAY ONE
We landed in Munich around 10:30am and we were already feeling the effects of jet lag. After checking into our Airbnb and freshening up (HELLO WEIRD TOILETS), we made our way out! First stop was a beer garden for some proper fuel, aka something fried and a wheat beer.
We seated ourselves outside in the courtyard, which was lined in twinkly lights, tables with benched seating, and cobblestone pavement, and were handed two menus… in German.
Well, at least we looked the part. #CantReadThis
After staring at the menus for a solid ten minutes and deciphering what we could from memory and also Google, the server came up to us and said, “Some English menus, yes?” Luckily they had them, or I would have accidentally ordered veal and nonalcoholic beer, both of which I do not condone consuming in any way.
We had pork and dumplings, schnitzel and two Brauhaus weissbiers, paid (HELLO WEIRD CURRENCY) and wandered over to explore Marienplatz, which is the main square in Munich.
Even though we had a full day at Oktoberfest for Saturday, we decided to check it out on Friday to scope out the perfect tent. For those of you who aren’t familiar with how Oktoberfest works, let me enlighten you…
Shit’s CRAZY. The grounds resemble any festival ground. Kiosks with food, drinks, rides, but the tents? The tents are where the party is at. There are several tents at Oktoberfest and each one is known for something (ex. the local tent, crazy party people tent, family tent, etc.). Also, the tables inside are reserved for the most part and you have to fight hard for a spot at the coveted benches…
After scoping out a few tents, we somehow managed to find two seats at a table inside of the Augustiner tent. CHAMPIONS!
We promptly ordered two beers (they kick people out if they aren’t drinking!) and chatted with the company at the table. There were people from Germany and Italy at our table, and we had fun talking with them for a bit before we headed out and called it a night. #oldpeople
MUNICH DAY TWO
Happy Full Day at Oktoberfest Day!
Oktoberfest opens their tent doors promptly at 9am where people race in like a herd of dang cattle to try and score a spot at the bench, so clearly, we had a game plan.
Our friend Adam and his buddy, Shane, drove in from Italy where they’re currently living to spend Oktoberfest with us, and it was SO GOOD to see him and meet his friend (you’d better be reading this, Adam). From the previous day’s experience, Felix and I decided it was worth the shot to try and score a spot in the Hofbrau tent, so we laced up our lederhosen and dirndls, put our game faces on, and raced into the tent when the doors opened at 9am…
We ran among a sea of people from all over the world…
Dodged the flailing arms of security (even though one hit me over the head and then rubbed my head because he felt so bad)…
And jumped over benches and people before scoring FOUR seats at a bench inside!
Felix and I jumped onto the benches to claim our land and waved our arms for Adam and Shane to see us before we all rejoiced and danced and kicked off the party of a lifetime with a bunch of others awaiting the day’s festivities!
First up was breakfast.
A breakfast sandwich from the German breakfast angels and a beer to wash it all down with.
From 9am to 3pm, we sat at the exact table (you don’t dare move) and drank beer and ate chickens, sang “Ein Prosit” too many times to count, made friends with the people coming and going at our table, and basked in the glory that is people chugging their steins of beer and cheering them on in their success or throwing leftover food at them in their defeat.
Around 3:30pm, we left the tent to go explore the grounds. One, it was getting cray-cray up in there. Two, this one chick from Iran kept bumping into us and saying Americans were terrorists so it was time to go. #girlwasdrunk #offhalfabeer
We picked up a couple of souvenirs for family and for ourselves. I desperately wanted a traditional gingerbread necklace (Lebkuchen) to take home, so I made it happen for myself and am quite proud that I have yet to eat it.
It’s hanging in my kitchen as we speak.
We also snacked on about three helpings of roasted, candied nuts because wow how addictive. I’ve had these before plenty of times, but something about these were life-changing.
We also rode a ride, which was dark and scary and hilariously terrible because I don’t think it should be legal to spin around that much when you’ve consumed beer, chickens, roasted nuts, and an unidentified breakfast sandwich all in one day, but when in Munich.
After playing a few more carnival games, we left the grounds and had dinner at another beer garden, which was great. I opted for a salad because my body was screaming and crying for something of natural color. Around 9:00pm, we parted ways and got some much needed rest.
All in all, Oktoberfest was quite the delight, and I’m so thankful I got to experience it! I can see why people come from all over the world to attend. It’s wild and it’s crazy and the bathroom lines are longer than Cher’s hair in the 70s, but it was all so worth it.
Up next: recap of our third and final day in Munich when we traveled to Neuschwanstein Castle!
*The majority of the photos are courtesy of Mr. Photographer himself, Felix. Thanks for letting me use these in my posts, even though you didn’t know it until now!