They say that Gold has a almost magical grip over man. Human history has its far share of Explorers, Empires, Kings, and Knights all chasing the golden dream. You can now add the names, Harbott, Arblaster, Richards and du Chateau to that famous list now my friends. For we were hunting Liquid gold, and in a hurry.
The above owes itself to a chance run in with Penelope in Krakow, Poland. Sitting in the magnificent main Square, she popped out of no where to say hi! So after a few drinks, it transpired she had come from Munich the weekend before, and after gushing praise of a certain event, she convinced us we had to get there. We all new we wanted to be there, but old Rolling Thunder just couldn’t make the Trip?
In an occurrence as rare as Halley’s Comet itself, the lads all in unison decided to hire a car in the morning and drive there, we all stopped drinking mid pint and left for some rest, in total silence as if telepathaicly! It was a moment of Zen like clarity, just shy of an outer body experiance. I wouldn’t have believed it, had I not been there myself. Car hired in the morning, we drove…hold on, this requires a new paragraph!
We drove, in the looses sense of the word, through 4 countries and 940km in 1 day to reach Munich for Sunday morning. To say our car was travelling would be a gross understatement. After all we were driving the world’s faster car, the RENTAL! Speed limits are really just a guide line in Europe and with the lead foot Richards at the wheel we made some time. I can report with some worry that the city of Brataslva is rather blurry, which also true of Vienna and Slazburg for some reason, they should get the EU onto this right away, sorry i digress. We woke early on Sunday morning thus surprising Dan, Lisa, Tokaroa and Seamus with a stealthy entry into there camp around 8:30am.
OKTOBERFEST
I really can’t do a day in this place justice with a few metaphores or yarns. Suffice to say it would rate as one of my best days on the gas ever. Top 3 easy. To sit in one of the huge halls, and drink a cold Stein brought to the table by a large bosomed lady is one of the truly special moments of my life, all agreed it was the best beer ever ever had!
See pictures, weep and repeat!
The next day we awoke with the not to insignificant task of driving home 972km ,not sure why it changed, oh perhaps that the route was completely different – see map. Basically a full loop around Checz republic
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