Who doesn’t love a fresh, cold bottle of beer? Since its debut, every man in the world, and even some women, can’t seem to live life without their intoxicating buddy. They really don’t seem to mind so long as they enjoy the bitter treat of this beverage. The average Germans are seen as somewhat rigid and stern, but one thing we have in common is that they are also fond of beer more than we can imagine, so to raise up their mugs and celebrate their favorite drink, Germans soon invented the Oktoberfest as a Munich Beer Festival.

It all started in 1810 when a ceremonious wedding was celebrated with culinary spectacles and racing horses. After the festivity, the people seemed to be delighted more with an exquisite culinary piece, also known as beer. The festivity soon paved the way for an annual event, which gained popularity around the world. Although the actual drinking spree is known as the Oktoberfest, it happens during the month of September. What can I say but the festival is one hell of a beer party with roller coaster rides, amusements, circus performances, live bands, and parades! No wonder there seems to be a growing number of participants every year for 16 straight days of fun and excitement. With the superb varieties of beer in town, you get to taste the best adventure in Germany.

http://www.exploring-germany.com/2006/08/23/the-great-beer-party-in-germany/

I have given up all alcohol....

It saddens me to admit this,,,,but,,,beer bellys on a young lady do not a sexy hot thing make !

:)

I'm allergic to something in it... I'll stick to my wine!

While stationed in West Germany, I went to the Oktoberfest & found it to be very overcrowded and not a whole lot of fun. There was an aura of "we must have fun because this is the Oktoberfest". The annual wine fest held in Wiesbaden is much more to my liking, not as crowded, more genuine partying going on.

I have given up all alcohol....

It saddens me to admit this,,,,but,,,beer bellys on a young lady do not a sexy hot thing make !

:)


Weird, coz most girls I've seen on beer festivals are pretty slim. :thumbs:

Been to both Munich and Wiesbaden, fan. I was stationed in Giessen for almost three years so I was pretty close to Wiesbaden and Muncich wasn't to be missed. I had a great time at both festivals. I still get a thrill when I hear the following lyrics.

da, wo die grune isar fliebt,
wo man mit grub gott dich grubt,
liegt meine schone munch'ner stadt,
die ihresgleichen gar nicht hat.
wasser ist billig, rein und gut,
nur verdunnt es unser blut,
schoner sind tropfen gold'nen wein's,
aber am schonsten ist eins:

[refrain:]
in munchen steht ein hofbrauhaus:
eins, zwei, g'suffa
da lauft so manches fabchen aus:
eins, zwei, g'suffa
da hat so manche braver mann:
eins, zwei, g'suffa
gezeigt was er so vertragen kann
schon fruh am morgen fing er an
und spat am abend kam er heraus
so schon ist's im hofbrauhaus.

da trinkt man bier nicht aus dem glas,
da gibt's nur die grobe mab!
und wenn der erste mabkrug leer,
bringt dir die reserl bald mehr.
oft kriegt zu haus die frau 'nen schreck,
bleibt der mann mal langer weg.
aber die braven nachbarsleut',
die wissen besser bescheid!

[refrain:]

wenn auch so manche schone stadt
sehenswurdigkeiten hat,
eins gibt es nirgendwo wie hier:
das ist das munchener bier.
wer dieses kleine lied erdacht
hat so manche lange nacht
uber dem munchener bier studiert
und hat es grundlich probiert.

[refrain:]

I went back to Munich with my wife a few years ago. After seeing the exhibits at the Altepinakotek I suggested we stroll through the Englisher Garten to the Chinese Turm for an icecream. As we were walking my wife turned to me and said, "That man is naked."
We walked a bit further and came upon a naked couple. And then more and more naked people of both sexes and all ages, nudies lying on blankets, walking hand in hand, riding bicycles, even floating down the Isar on their backs.
I had not forgotten my first trip to Munich and took her for a walk through the famous nudist area of the park.
She still hasn't forgotten our trip to Munich.

I know Giessen. Bet you got to taste Lischer beer up that way. I was in Wiesbaden for 7 years, 80-87.

I spent time at Bad Tolz (NCO Academy), Wetzlar (Radio School), Aschaffenburg, Bad Nauheim, Bamberg, Frankfurt (traveled on official military business), Heidelberg, Zwingenberg and Eberbach (family). I also spent far too many cold days at Graffenwohr.

I went TDY to a whole lot of places, generally providing my own transportation - I had 1982 735i, auto, my wife a 1980 528i, manual. Lots of conferences and seminars in far-flung towns throughout FRG. From Wiesbaden to McGraw kaserne I could do in just over 2 hours. My time over there was the most memorable yet and IMO, the last of the best times to be had as a U.S. military member before the Wall came down. I'd love to go back for a visit, and perhaps I'll get my opportunity.

I'm allergic to something in it... I'll stick to my wine!


Since hen did ou start drinking only wine?

I love beer, but will pass on the large Octoberfest celebrations.
I am with es347fan, Munich is just too crowded during the big show.
(Same with New Orleans during Mardi Gras.)
I can't deal with huge crowds in huge cities.

The smaller towns in Germany always had their own Stadtfests, now THAT I could get behind. Small town, small crowds, less parking problems, great beer, great food, a small local band for live music, dancing, merriment, it all adds up to a super good time, in my opinion.

The biggest crowd I could ever tolerate in Germany was usually at the live concerts. I remember that in the fall of 1991 or 1992 I took the (then) wife down to Mannheim Germany to see the Monsters of Rock concert. A loud, open air event, held at the Nurbergring, a legendary racetrack. Lots of drunk German fellows with skin tight Levi’s and Rudolph Schenker mustaches hanging about, drinking massive amounts of Binding beer, and Heineken by the gallon. (They were one of the sponsors of the event, as I recall.)

The headliner that evening was Aerosmith, but the missus wanted to see Whitesnake most of all. We used to listen to Whitesnake, not by my own choice, but because the ex-wife was crazy about them, and technically we had to listen to the same music whenever we were riding around in the car together. (Hmmm, did we technically have to ride around in the same CAR together?)

I think we showed up right as Vixen or Poison (or some such act) was finishing their set, and then we hunkered down to get ready for David Coverdale and the boys. I anesthised myself with several beers, visited the bank of blue canoes to let out some of the Heineken, and then purchased four more cups of beer preparatory to the start of the show. (One for whats-her-name, and three more for me.)

Much to my surprise, the Whitesnake segment kicked ass. The band was tight, the lighting was eerily beautiful (there was a light, misty rain coming down), and the sound system was uncharacteristically clear and crisp. And best of all, (for me, anyway, because I am a big fan of his work) the lead guitarist was a guest artist, Steve Vai.

Apparently, the regular guitarist (Adrian Vandenburg, or Vandenflugel. Vandenschnitzel??) had broken his hand right before the latest album was done recording, and Steve Vai had been brought in to record all the lead work. Later on, Steve agreed to go on the tour to fill in until the other guy healed up and got better. Adrian was onstage too, but contributed no lead guitar work.

Steve Vai added a lot to the mix, and was quite a presence, I was knocked out. They even gave him a solo segment in the middle of the show. The rest of the band took a break, and Steve soloed over a prerecorded compilation mix from his solo album, Passion and Warfare. It was HUGE. He played in a powerful and incendiary fashion on that seven string Ibanez, and tore the roof off the place. I swear, one fan almost died, three fainted, a passing jetliner lost an engine, and a platoon of passing nuns tore off their habits and stormed the stage. It was mayhem, I tell you.

Oh well, I guess you had to be there.

PS And oh yeah, Aerosmith rocked too. Sweet Emotion was parTIC ularly good live. I cried.
The beer was good.
:drinktoth

PPSS The new wife recently made me get rid of my old red leather euro demi-boots. I cried again.
:(

Since hen did ou start drinking only wine?

It's been so long that a specific and accurate time escapes me so I would guesstimate about 25 years ago...