| Me (middle), with dad and elder bro |
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Well, as promised, an account of my trip to Bavaria's October festival. Where to start?
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For openers, it was a four day trip, organised between myself, my old man and my elder brother. We went for the drink ... and well ... some of us enjoyed it all the way to A&E (but I'll come back to that one!)
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A brief list of the breweries & beers who enjoyed my own custom over the four days:
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- Augustiner
- Dunkler
- Paulanier
- Helles (from Augustiner)
- Berliner Weisse
- Dunkler Bock
- Weizenbier (not really to my taste, 'weizen' means 'wheat' and 'weisse' means 'white' .. and I don't tend to like white beers)
Ones I either didn't get the chance to try (or don't remember drinking) include such great names as:
- Eisbock (A Pale beer)
- Marzen (another pale one, malty so one I really missed not getting my taste buds into)
- Rauchbier (usually dark, and smoky, so another one I really missed not getting a chance to try)
But all in all, a successful trip. We didn't just drink, myself and my daddiekins went to Dachau. A real trip down memory lane for him, as dad had been there before when my age. It was important for me too, given it gave the opportunity to contextualise what one reads about; but with the benefit of actually touching the mortar and crematoria.
The only questionable moments when in Dachau arose firstly, with the bus driver taking us there. He seemed to find his comment "its happy hour" thoroughly funny. Then there was that American who decided to eat a packed lunch beside the mass-grave and gas chamber.
...apart from that ... it was an important day well spent.
We proceeded to enjoy beers later that day in the Marienplatz, and eating some famous Snitzel. Watching the men in their lederhosen and Bundhosen (the longer version), I realised that Bavaria was excellent. And the women in their own national outfit (sorry, I am unsure what their national costume is called) ... well ... as tasty as the beers frankly.
All in all, very good. Managed a little too much drinking however on the third day, when I drank so much over the course of the morning through afternoon that by 1035pm I was hospitalised. Not proud of that, but all 22 year olds are entirely entitled to a moment of madness. And I don't apologise.
Needless to say, 4 days wasn't enough. But, I shall surely return eventually. Before a revisit however is a need to visit Austria. There is something dominating and frankly magnificent inherent in Germanic culture. Bold, vivid, patriotic and so very welcoming. Bavarians really are thoroughly lovely folks.

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