Even the word brings back vivid memories...
I spent my Saturday at the German Beerfest in JHB, a Saturday well spent I might add!
Walking through the gates, having the smell of waffles hit your face, which quickly makes you realise why you went there - BEER BEER BEER!
So we followed the hoards of people, and were greeted by the most amazing sight...
A Jagermeister truck - wow, now that was a vision to behold....and it called our names, so we duly went and started our drinking escapade...at 11h00 in the morning.
After getting our tokens and first mug of beer, we set off exploring...looking at the Bazaar, and what everyone was doing - even came across a mechanical bull, I didn't attempt it though, looked far too slow ;)
After attempting to be cultured, we stopped kidding ourselves....
went back to the beertent, got comfortable, and set at drinking the beer yet again.A solid 3 beers later, Gool ol Nige arrived, so we headed to the Jager stand again, any excuse is a good one it seems.
I would like to point our right now that this specific Saturday was absolutely beautiful - which I had not expected considering the recent dismal weather, so I went kitted out in a hoodie, jeans and All Stars...I almost died! But persevered, and kept drinking....made friends with a few Germans (surprise surprise?) and kept the ball rolling....Considering this is one of my last weekends in JHB, I think I chose well in how I spent it, with some strange and bizarre people, and even weirder one's met...
Conza & Me Luiderhozen
This was weekend number 4, next is 3, and then the move begins.....
