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The idea of going to Oktober fest by bus in Munich came to me a few days before, when I found out I had a free weekend, which was very unusual in those years and at that time; it was September 2012.

Anomalous company

Sign at a restaurant's Oktober fest depicting a cow inside a sandwich
The booths and characters see featured photos you meet are really nice

The traveling companions I got back to go to the Oktober fest by bus, in Munich, were: a friend, a brother and his then morose; but mostly we joined an organized bus trip. Among our comrades were people who did this every year; those who did multiple weekends in different German cities, and for some that was the only vacation of a lifetime.

I proposed the idea that we should all be mustaches, in theory the other two agreed, but in the end only I was. I apologize to everyone but I associate the mustache man with 80s porn actors and they really make me laugh, so I felt like a buffoon for those 2 days.

Munich is a beautiful city, and fortunately I’ve had the chance to go there two other times and visited it quite well, but I felt like having that experience here as well.

Going to Oktober fest by organized bus

Oktober fest booths deserted in the rain
Maybe without all that rain it would have been much better

The trip was overnight; Oktober fest in the morning, one night and back, fun but it was really an absurdity. Going by bus, to Munich means almost 20 hours round trip. But to tell the truth it is also the only way to be able to say you had that experience without spending a lot of money and despite not having booked in time.

By the way, it was more of a bus ride to Munich than to Oktober fest. In fact, as it was the day it was being opened by the Burgomaster, the booths opened later; there were more people than usual, and because of so much rain, places were very limited because they were only indoors or under hardly waterproof tents. We managed to have a mid-morning mug under the water and then went downtown for lunch.

Home Together Traveling in Western Europe, feeling at home

Previous stop Sleeping in hostel, they all run away from me in Copenhagen

Next stop Blind Date, an evening in Dublin, Ireland.

Me with a fake cow, spotted white and lilac
I know Im awkward with a mustache but for me photographing and photographing myself with cows is something irresistible

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Fabio Viroli
Ho sempre avuto tante passioni, ma da sempre più o meno latenti, le principali sono viaggiare e scrivere. Tra le altre cose ho una laurea in psicologia; ho fatto per più di 30 anni l’allenatore di basket; leggo tanti libri; sono stato molto appassionato di sport e di musica rock; e faccio improvvisazione teatrale