“Weissbier, bitte.”
When traveling in a foreign land, knowledge of basic vocabulary is key. In English these words mean “beer, please,” a wheat beer to be more precise. And while it’s only my first day in Germany I’ve mastered the phrase through repeated use. Which helps explain why I’m in Munich, dancing arm-in-arm with a group of rowdy strangers, bellowing soccer chants at the top of my lungs – not worried in the least that I have no clue what I’m shouting. Tall half-liter glasses of creamy tan beer are swinging back and forth as the outdoor biergarten booms with celebration.
It’s the final weekend of Oktoberfest, akin to being in New Orleans for Mardi Gras or Rio for Carnival. Originating in 1810 as the wedding celebration for Bavaria’s Prince Ludwig I, the world-famous festival now draws millions of foreigners and Germans for its sudsy debauchery.
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