This afternoon some of my colleagues headed to a beer garden (in Harlem of all places, but I digress) to celebrate the beautiful fall weather. And me? I had to stay in my office. Working. I thought about them drinking steins of beer while I made corrections to a client presentation. Sigh.
But, really, I shouldn't complain that I missed one outing to a bier garten. Because I once had the pleasure of going to the ultimate beer party. Oktoberfest, aka Wiesn, in Munich Germany. And while I would certainly have loved to raise a stein of beer today, I had my fair share (or maybe more than, but let's not discuss that) of prost-ing with friends during Wiesen.
And, despite the piles of work, I thought tonight I would dig out a handful of Wiesn photos to share and to remind me of some of the good times I've had.
And yes, those hot dogs are a meter long. There's no "foot-long" dog in Germany. Metric system. That, and the Germans are really serious about their sausage. I just don't recommend going on the rides after eating one.
(Oktoberfest, photographed October 2008)