Isn’t she gaww-juss? My girl Bavaria. I like ’em big, you know. And her lion? I could let her stick around for the lion alone. My band and I went to the Oktoberfest yesterday morning, but my hounds Ella and Louis insisted on accompanying us, so we knew we wouldn’t be actually going down to… Continue reading from above the Oktoberfest
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Endstation Floh-zirkus
Here’s where we last were, but that was early morning. This is a Volksfest, or was originally intended as one, so the families and people more interested in the folk part of the fest come in the daytime. The mayhem mostly happens after dark, so I thought I’d show you a bit of that. Once… Continue reading Endstation Floh-zirkus
zeroing in on the Wies’n
Well, did you come here for more Oktoberfest? I’ve got more…plenty more. Another two weeks of this. If you want. To be forthright, the caption on the photo above is actually not entirely true. It’s not All the beer. That wouldn’t fit in one photo. Unless you took that photo from a mile up in… Continue reading zeroing in on the Wies’n