Three days ago I was sitting waiting for a bus and I saw the sign on another bus flash “Gemuetlichkeit” when usually they say things like “Good morning” or “Have a nice day.” Of course, I assumed it was related to Oktoberfest. You’d have to be living under a rock to not know it was Oktberfest time of year again.
Personally I’ve never celebrated before. In my hometown I used to see the German clubs, like Fogular Furlan or Teutonia clubs, advertising Oktoberfest, but I didn’t know anyone who went.
First year of university I heard about the fest here. I thought it must be good if students rented school buses to take the 6 hour drive down here! I never went myself since in 1st year I was still underage (and we all know that for adults Okotberfest=beer).
So now I live in the city best known for its Oktoberfest – the largest Bavarian festival in North America. My goal was to meet the mascot, Onkel Hans. One day into Oktoberfest and that goal is accomplished! Onkel Hans has his own, erm, what’re they called? posse, entourage, groupies? Anyway, these big guys follow him around and one of them offered to take my picture, so, yay!