Munich, Germany

The king of Oktoberfest. This giant from Westchester, NY stood up and chugged 7 mugs of beer over the course of a few hours in the Hofbrauhaus tent. That's 19.6 12oz. beers in American measuring. Unreal. (See the video at the bottom of the post)
The security at Oktoberfest was pretty tight. I saw no fights. No one wanted to mess with this dude. The security guys were pretty calm though; they threw out "The King" after he chugged his seventh liter, but they guided him gently toward the door, and allowed him to stop for applause, autographs and pictures on the way out.
That's AM on the watch. First beer of the day, 9:43am. The tent was full by 9:25am and they closed the doors. Go early, or go home.
The Hofbrauhaus tent holds up to 6,896 drunk people at any given moment.
Aaron's friends Dave, Rob, and Jake have unusual travel habits. The actually took a taxi from Prague to meet us in Munich. The fare was only $500. This caused them to miss day 1. This picture is from Day 2. They showed up late, after door-closing time on the morning of day 3, so they missed that day too. Rob snuck in somehow, despite being abandoned at an ATM, and left penniless by Dave and Jake.
Hofbrau is the "foreigners tent" It's also the rowdiest tent, and the tent where English is the common language.
Dirndls and lederhosen
For day 2, Aaron and I bought these traditional Bavarian checkered shirts. A majority of people at Oktoberfest wear lederhosen and dirndls, and we felt a bit left out, so for 20 euro we at least had the right shirts.
Our hotel was very close by the Weisn, only a fifteen minute walk away. It was located in a predominantly Muslim neighborhood. So every night we saw the strange mixture of hundreds of hammered people walking down our street past hundreds of disapproving Muslim men. Great place to get a kabob at midnight. The guy on the left did NOT want to be in our picture, but he couldn't back away quick enough.


This is the king, standing up on a table to chug his 4th and 5th liters of beer of the day.