Oktoberfest 2009 day 1: Ochsenbraterei
Ozapft is! Munich’s mayor tapped the ceremonial first keg at noon yesterday with two brisk swings of the mallet. Bring on the drunken revelry.
We spent the first evening in the Ochsenbraterei tent. We had a table reserved, which is the only reason we even considered going opening day. All the tents were full, and some very forlorn tourists practically begged us for our armbands as we headed towards the door.
The tent was sweltering hot, much hotter than I remember being last year. Dirndl-skirt-sticking-to-your-ass hot. Perhaps it was because of the heat that the beer* tasted particularly good.
The music was particularly repetitive, and not particularly good. Not that Oktoberfest music ever really qualifies as “good”, but still… Achy Breaky Heart? Come on, people.
After a couple hours we couldn’t take the heat anymore, so we headed out into the cool night to ride a ride and head home. There’s nothing more fun than spinning around upside down in the air after two liters of beer.
Luckily we didn’t see too many guys walking around in these.
* Spaten is served in the Ochsenbraterei tent.
