Oktoberfest: Bräustuben & Wiesn Walkabout

Thursday 24th September – Augustiner Bräustuben & Wiesn Walkabout

I had to work this day, but everyone else seemed to have a good time without me at Hacker Festzelt! I did however book a dinner at a beer hall near Oktoberfest: Augustiner Bräustuben. It would be the only opportunity to meet up with my bros Jake and Sam. When I knocked off work I could not get onto Sarah (her phone had gone flat) and did not know whether to go through with the dinner or not. I headed toward the beer hall anyway and just before boarding the train I luckily bumped into Jake and Sarah at our local station. Jake was completely paralytic for a day of drinking at Hacker Festzelt. Sarah had been more sensible.

My thoughts that I should abandon the whole night/dinner intensified when the restaurant could find no record of the booking I had made. They eventually found us a sitting, but we had to clear out by 8pm. Jake kept tipping backwards in his seat and by doing so was threatening to take out walkers-by. Sarah kept propping him forward and we devised a phrase “elbows on the table!” of which we reminded him of every couple of minutes. It was now clear that I was not going to catch up with my brother, he was a inebriated zombie version of his regular self.

We took the zombie for a walk back to the Oktoberfest grounds for a walk around. After that we hung out on the hill under the watchful eye of the Bavaria statue. She would have witnessed an exhausted collapse and human starfish on the grass from Jake. Sometime later he mustered up the strength to journey home.

We walked to Hackerbrücke station, but it appeared there was some train trouble that was not resolving itself any time soon. That meant a hike to the next station down the line with Jake. By this stage his eyes were constantly affixed to the stars as he shuffled forward like he was in desperate need of a walking frame. We did get there, got the train and got back to the apartment in the end. Jake collapsed into bed and passed out approximately 1 minute after entering the apartment. I’m not even sure if he took his shoes off. I don’t think so.