O´zapft is! How to Oktoberfest 2013
The Oktoberfest runs from 21 Sept – 6th October 2013
What do hostel workers need most after an exhausting summer season? A sixteen-day beerfest, along with a hostel full of intoxicated guests. NOT, you would think, but we actually still enjoy this.
OK, we could do with less puke in the elevators, but there are the bizarre moments making up for the downsides. Like the guest we only saw wearing a helmet (“to avoid injuries when passing out”) or the guy wearing a zebra costume for breakfast. I asked him where he got that one from, to which he replied: “I don”t remember, I woke up in it”. Or the guy who returned at 3am with nothing but his underpants (he couldn”t tell how that happened, but we know it). We have seen it all, and whatever you do, we won”t tell your girlfriend. Here”s how to Oktoberfest:
Avoid the weekends.
Especially Saturdays. Especially the Saturday on the second weekend, when FC Bayern has a home match. Do yourself a favour and go on a weekday. Even on a Tuesday afternoon, it”s still the biggest party on earth. It”s easier to find accommodation, you”ll have to line up less than an hour for the rollercoasters, you”ll get inside the tents without lining up for hours and a free spot at a table will be much easier to find as well.
Don”t try to reserve a table
Because they don”t accept table reservations when the tent is likely to be full anyway. You just enter the tent of your choice, scan it for empty spots and ask the other people on the table “ist hier frei?” – that”s it, and it”s also a good conversation starter.
First eat, then drink!
Oktoberfest beer is stronger than the regular stuff. It can get quite warm in the tents, so you will be thirsty and might drink more than you intended. The salt on the pretzels will do the rest. Start your day with a hearty lunch – I recommend one of the many beer halls. Augustiner Bräustuben (http://www.braeustuben.de/) serves excellent pork knuckle for just € 9,20. The alcohol will hit you in a much more enjoyable way when you have some lardy food in your stomach.
Leave your stuff at the hostel
The Oktoberfest throng is a pickpocket”s paradise. You won”t want to be paranoid all the time about the contents of your pockets. Also leave your eyeglasses at home, you know, drunk people sometimes throw around their arms in a somewhat uncontrolled manner…
First rollercoaster, then binge drinking
Have mercy with me. I don”t want the contents of your digestive system raining down on me when I queue up. Please!
There are 14 big ones and 20 small ones, altogether with seats for 100,000. The first one you”ll see at the main entrance is the Hippodrom, well known for its champagne bar (WTF?) and the occasional celebrity visitor. Schottenhamel is a large one (it seats 10,000) and the tent where it all starts when the mayor taps the first keg. The biggest one is Paulaner Festzelt (capacity 10,900), the best about it is the large outdoor area on its southern side, so you can enjoy the autumn sun. The locals” favourite is still Augustiner, the only one left tapping the beer from traditional wooden kegs. The tent where the shit really hits the fan is Hofbräu – like the Hofbräuhaus beer hall it”s very popular with tourists who intend to party hard. Mind that the waitresses will ask you to leave when you have an empty stein in front of you and refuse to replace it with a full one immediately. All the tents come with very cheesy oompah-style brass music playing traditional Bavarian songs like “Sweet Home Alabama” or “Country Roads”. You will certainly hate it until you finished your fifth stein, then you”ll love it.
Don”t go to the wine tent
This is a BEERfest, for chrissake! Don”t be a nerd and drink wine. You just don”t!!!
Try not to pass out
The tents close just before midnight and those who can”t make it on their own legs any more will be brought to the slope under the “Bavaria” statue by the security guys – there are hundreds of “Bierleichen” lined up there every evening and the pickpockets will leave you with nothing but your underpants. You have been warned!’