Entry 2, this is actually being written right after I published the other one, but I want to tell my tails of Oktoberfest and for some reason Casablanca and Oktoberfest just didn't seem to fit to well in the same Blog.

Oktoberfest:

1. Beer drinking (yeah, there was a lot of that)
2. Pretzels eating (they were huge and delicious)
3. Song singing (Disney songs were the best)
4. Beer Mug steeling (5 in total)

I think that Oktoberfest started the 16th of September with the Meyer taping the Keg at 12:00pm sharp. And so of course we had to be there to witness the event.
I took the train down from Bamberg to Munich the night before. In Munich I meet up with my sister Theresa, my cousin Sarah and Theresa's friends Katie and Mark. We stayed in this, well I'm not sure what it was, but a place that had 5 matrices on the floor, and was a 5 minute walk from Oktoberfest. Perfect for stumbling back after a full day of drinking beer!! Katie wanted to drink beer from the 'Schottenhamel Bier Haus.' So we arrived at Oktoberfest on the opening day somewhere around 8am, if not earlier. Doors into any beer tent didn't open up until 9am. So we were in for a long wait surrounded by Germans wearing the Dirndls and Lederhosens. We happened to meet this Ozzie kid, who was a bit more prepared for the long wait than we were. He was kind enough to share his pretzels and water with us while we waited and waited. Some time around 9 the doors opened to the Schottenhamel Bier Haus (and let me remind you that this is the 'bier haus' to be in, this is the house where Oktoberfest kicks off and the beer starts flowing). The line went from being ’ok’ too unbearable. I'm not sure I can describe the 'line' but the security guards were pushing at one end then people at the other end were pushing because they wanted to get in as well. Although I don't see how pushing us would get them in any faster. We just happened to be stuck in the middle and we were getting 100% crunched. I don't think that we entered the beer tent until 9:30 or so, but we tried to quickly find a table for the 5 of us and hopefully 6 because our new found Ozzie friend wanted to sit and have a beer with us. I think that there was a combination of not being quick enough, having to big of a group and not reserving a table that led us to find a table in the garden of the tent Schottenhamel, not inside (so we missed all the action on the keg taping). We sat at that table for about 12 hours, 8 of which we were drinking beer. Sitting at the table involved; Drinking lots and lots of beer, meeting crazy Swiss people (who we got the best quotes from: "I think I need to empty my penis" and "you should try a Swiss guy"), meeting crazy Germans that tried teaching Sarah and I some German drinking songs (sorry to say I don't remember a word of what they were saying), playing drinking card games, singing the best songs in the world - Disney all the way, trying 'hot nuts' and seeing the true meaning of 'puke and rally.' We were successfully able to steal 5 beer masses, and find a winner for the best dressed couple in a Dirndl and Lederhosens.