I never made it to the real Oktoberfest in Munich, Germany. Yep, I know… 7 years living in the cold, damp, miserable grey of London and not once did we venture across the channel to drink litres of beer served to us by ultra strong blonde ladies. I wanted to, I admit… but Oktoberfest is held in September, and every year we sort of forgot until it was October. And too late.
This year, we thought we’d tackle the Paulaner Brauhaus Oktoberfest at the Waterfront in CT. The fact that the night we chose coincided with the Currie Cup Final, was really no worry of ours. Two birds, one stone – lets go.
Pints of lager (yes, apparently specially German brewed lager) were a ridiculous R32. Supersize it (1litre) and you’ll save R4! Pretzels (served with one dipping of mustard… lucky you!) were R45. Seemed to me like they really brought Munich (and its Euro prices) to South Africa.
Oh, and the fact that it appeared Western Province failed to really participate in the rugby game.
The positives… well… it was fun to go out, drink beer and watch some rugby while talking nonsense with the girls and uploading a ridiculous amount of mobile phone self potraits to facebook.