Monday, September 30, 2013

Buffett and Beer

This weekend was insane, literally the time of my life. It started out Thursday morning, leaving class a little early to head to Paris for a Jimmy Buffett concert that night. It took us (me, Graham, Megan, Christine, Liz, and Rachel) basically all day to get to the ghetto of Paris where our b&b was. The concert venue was a short walk away, which was nice, but this was not exactly how I imagined Paris to look. We briefly saw the very top of the Eiffel tower from a distance, but I think when I go back in a few weeks, I'll get a different and better perspective on the city.

La Trabendo, the concert venue, was awesome because it was so small. Apparently it holds 700 people, but there were far less there. We were able to get up pretty close (I got up to the second row at one point, but people were pretty pushy so I didn't stay there long). It kind of sucked being short at that point because even when I was close it was still hard to see :( but it was crazy. Jimmy opened with "Changes in Latitude, Changes in Attitude" and played all the songs I loved. The only song I wish he played that he didn't was, "Why don't we get Drunk,"oh well. He was pretty drunk on stage and it was just good vibes all around. Even though the crowd was a little older (we were the youngest ones there, aside from a few kids who came with their parents), but everyone had the best time.

Killin' it (I'm pretty sure this was It's 5 o'clock Somewhere)

Afterwards, we all went to get some food and drinks at a restaurant close to our b&b. Got Crepes! yum. Graham and I had to get up super early the next day to train to Munich, so we didn't stay out too late. 

Our train was at 7am the next day and we didn't have reservations, so Graham and I got up before 6 to get to the train station...couldn't get reservations, so we just got on the train and hoped for the best. We sat in the hallway like stowaways until we finally got a ticket. I am definitely not on top of my shit or good at planning anything, so I was so proud that Graham and I were able to find our way to Munich safely! There were a few setbacks though. I'm laughing just thinking about it, but Graham locked his backpack to a pole on the train and then somehow the combination changed and he couldn't get it unlocked so we were freaking out that we'd miss our next train. Too funny. It all worked out fine and even though our trains were running behind schedule we got to Munich and were able to meet up with the rest of the group at the station and at Stoke (the campsite we were staying at). It was also Graham's birthday!!! so it was fun to go to Jimmy Buffett and then travel all day with him.

Once getting to Stoke we immediately started drinking (unlimited beer and sangria for the weekend!) I told myself I wouldn't buy a dirndl, but couldn't resist once I saw how cute everyone looked in them. I wish I had a picture of our campsite, but it was pretty disgusting. We stayed in basically a teepee with moldy sleeping bags on a gross air mattress and it was freezing both nights. It was a fun experience, because everyone was around our age and all just trying to have a good time, but I'd definitely bring my own sleeping bag and stuff if I ever went back. We stayed at the campsite that night and got up early the next morning to head to Oktoberfest!

Dirndls all weekend

Oktoberfest was insane. 




We split up into smaller groups once getting there and went to get some steins! Anna did an exchange program in high school so we met up with some of her German friends and got a table with them in a beer garden. We were seated, no problem - it was still pretty early so lines weren't that long yet. It was fun being there with people from Germany, they taught us German drinking games and songs and dances, though I don't remember much of it now. 

Prost!

We went to the old fashion area too which was cool. We saw some traditional dancing, which I obviously attempted to do, but failed. I made Justin and Graham dance with me, none of us had any idea what was going on, but so much fun. Somehow it just ended up being Taylor, Graham, and I (we were there for 12 hours) and we struggled but made it back to our campsite around 10pm.

The next day I finally changed out of my dirndl (seriously didn't take it off all weekend) and we all headed to go to the Dachau concentration camp. I was very hesitant on going, but it was a good experience. Although it was totally at the opposite side of spectrum of Oktoberfest, I'm glad I went. I cried a lot and couldn't even go into the crematorium, but it was interesting and really put things into perspective. I didn't take any pictures though, it just didn't seem right.

Later that day, Taylor, Adrianna, Lyndsea and I walked around Munich for a while because we really hadn't gotten to see any of the city. It was so pretty, I love architecture and there were a lot of cool street musicians. 




This weekend was crazy. From Switzerland to Paris to Munich, all of it was so much fun and I didn't want the weekend to end. It was a good feeling coming home though after such a long weekend - it's weird how the Montarina has so quickly come to feel like home. 

Other things I've decided I want to do:
- actually learn Italian
- do more art (whatever that may be)

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