Just when you think it can't get any crazier, it does. It actually does. I was pretty convinced that after a serious, full day of drinking, that I would never drink again. Lo and behold, I was wrong. (Thank you, Dana.)
Thankfully we were all on board with a LATE wakeup -(EVERYTHING HUUUUURTS!) We rolled as slow as any person could roll out of bed, to head to Marionplatz for some brunch, sightseeing and shopping. We found the cutest little christmas shop with the cutest staff ever. I wanted to give them all of my money just because they were so kind! We bought souvenirs, chocolate, and chestnuts and grabbed a cab back to hotel for a nap! (Sleep is goooood!)
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| Brunch at the open air market. Everything look simultaneously AMAZING AND GROSS - thank you hangover. |
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| Me and Dana in Marionplatz! Sunny and beautiful! |
After a necessary battery recharge, we put our dirndls back on (and let me be perfectly honest, they REEKED of stale beer and funky fresh grossness! but that's what Febreeze is for!) and headed back to Oktoberfest!
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| The view from our hotel room. Seriously, we could throw a rock and hit the Oktoberfest festival! |
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| My favorite picture of the trip! God I love her. My cousin is the BEST, most awesome party animal, travel buddy, gal pal that I know! |
We went over to enjoy the festival's food and activities since yesterday we spent the day only in the tent. But seeing as it was a Friday night of the last weekend of Oktoberfest, it was insanely packed! We with six of us (Liza, Dana, Bianca, Gary, Brendan, and me) but since it was SO crowded it was nearly impossible to get into a tent. Liza, Bianca, and Gary decided to leave, leaving it actually a little easier to wiggle our way in. So after a little wait, we finally were permitted in, but without a table to sit at, we just milled around the tent and found ourselves a little corner and it ended up being a perfect spot. Thursday was great because our whole group was there, but Friday was BANANAS! It was so crowded and the music was amazing and everyone was singing. It was a lot more rowdy than the Thursday crowd, and that's really saying something! I told Dana before we went into the tent, "I'll go, but I am not drinking." And guess what, like the devil on my shoulder, Dana said, "Just have one. It's your last night in Munich! It's our last night at Oktoberfest! C'MON!" And so we drank.
So we left around 11:00 and, while Brendan tapped out, Dana and I went back to Augsteiner Brauhaus for dinner (but the kitchen was closed by the time we got there! NOOOO!) and we sat at a table with three American guys named Casey, Jared, and Dan. We ended up getting along so well and having a couple of drinks with them, that we all decided to hang together for the night.
After speaking with our friend Liz who was hanging at her hotel bar, we all walked down to the Marriott bar to grab a few drinks with Liz and John.
Then... things got crazy. Let's just preface this by saying that Dana was schedule to leave for the airport at 6am. Yeah. We rolled in after a night of dance clubbing at Pasha and Gecko (what up T-Swift!) at 5:30AM, just in time to throw Dana's shit in her suitcase and shove her in the airport van.
I, however, crawled back to bed and didn't see daylight until about noon. Now THAT was one crazy night. Whew.
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