so. i finally made it to munich to visit juliane.
although i got up around 4.30 to drive all the way from graz to munich (arrived at 11) i was too late. too late? for what? on a saturday morning. yes. hours too late. to get in one of these famous tents on weekends you have to be at the „wiesn“ around 8. you get no beer outside a tent. and that’s the only reason to go the oktoberfest.
with me: juliane and michael, her coworker. we waited one or two hours. totally lost my sense of time. after that we headed back to inner munich to meet andrea at a café-restaurant, which had somehow the charme of a park slope café. i had a mint-smoothie and fantastic pasta.
we gave the oktoberfest another try around six.