Munich. For the legendary Oktoberfest. The moment we stepped off the train, it felt like entering a different world— filled with laughter, lively music, and, of course, bier!
The Oktoberfest Experience
As we approached the festival grounds, I was instantly impressed by the scale of it all. The tents towered above us. No surprise, but my first purchase was a massive beer stein. We got a table in the crowds of people singing and cheering their drinks. Each time I travel, I like eat all the tourist-y foods. I ordered Spaetzle for the first time. It was so good, I already want more.
In the spirit of the festival, I couldn’t resist wearing a traditional Bavarian hat, so I opted out of wearing lederhosen. The festival itself was like a massive puzzle, assembled in just three months before being taken down and stored away until the next year.
With a three-hour window to explore, we dove into the heart of Oktoberfest. The Hofbräu München tent was electric, where people sang American songs in thick German accents. It added an amusing and surreal layer to the experience, creating an atmosphere that felt both familiar and wonderfully foreign.
After soaking in as much of the festivities as we could, we decided to make our way back to the train station. Trying to avoid the downpour of rain, we hopped into a light-up bike cart. Our driver was a whirlwind, expertly maneuvering through the slick streets. The $150 fare felt like a steal as we were creating core memories with our son.
A Journey to Remember
Oktoberfest was not just a festival; it was a celebration. As we boarded our train, I felt a sense of gratitude for the experiences we shared. Until next time, auf Wiedersehen!
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