While I may not remember a whole lot about the first time I attended the München Oktoberfest (5 years ago!) I do remember that it was awesome.
This year, I finally got the chance to return (in appropriate Bavarian attire!), and it did not disappoint. Despite drinking less Bier than I would have on a Thursday night while in grad school, and not eating a single gebrannte Mandel, I did enjoy the tastiest rotisserie chicken on earth, saw the Wiesn from the top of the Ferris Wheel, and got to sing my favorite German ‘act-it-out’ song (here some German hipster children will show you how it’s done).
I let my friend Kelly take care of photo duties, so here are some of her best ones.
Spaten tent in full force
with my Maβ and hand-me-down Lebkuchen heart
From the Ferris Wheel
At my new job I work with British people. Even though I speak ‘English’, it is clear that I am not a native speaker at this job. Less than a month in and I’ve already been building a new vocabulary (some more socially appropriate than others) and learning the difference between Norwich and Newbury (and how to correctly pronounce them).
We’re doing some hiring in the coming months. I hope we get another American in here so I can talk to someone without having to interject with “I don’t know what that means” a few times a day.
For good measure, here’s a photo of the motley crew (an American, a German, an Aussie and 4 Brits) on our recent team building day. I didn’t get the memo that we would be eating lunch and dinner at nice establishments. Thrift store shorts for the win.
*yes the woman who sits next to me actually signs off phone calls with Cheerio! It sounds better when she says it than when I do.
After a strenuous two full days of work for the first time in 13 months (!) I jaunted off to Switzerland (via night train) to meet my dad for part of the weekend.
I spent Saturday wandering the city in flipflops, ducking into cafe’s for a respite from the sun and accompanying burn. Sunday Rick and I enjoyed some Swiss food* and ended the afternoon with some amazing chocolates.
* I wish we had ordered this (apparently) Swiss specialty… steak on a sword?
how poor people eat for a day in a place as expensive as switzerland