Thanks to Joe’s fancy fingers, we enjoyed a table reservation at the coveted Hippodrom!

Our view from the table, inside the Hippodrom.

Hippodrom decorations

The band members kicked off the celebrations by downing a liter each, within about 30 seconds! “So, you play a mean accordion, but what is your personal best on emptying a Maβ? Over a minute? I’m sorry, we are going to have find someone else.”

Don’t forget some snacks to wash down the beer.

So, I’m pretty sure the waiters were required to pass fitness tests prior to the start of Oktoberfest. Count ‘em….that’s seven! And he held them patiently while I clumsily dug my camera out.

Blair can do it too…while sitting down. Take that…you German Abercrombie model.

If pictures are worth a thousand words, then expressions are worth a thousand forgotten moments. These are our favorite moments from the Hippodrom!

First, there was this guy. Did you grow those chops just for Oktoberfest? Very precise trimming. Nice work!

Too much, or not enough…hard to tell

The Air Force pays me to do this.

The Navy pays me to do this.

Our husbands get paid to do this?!

Greg: “Have you found that chapstick yet?”

It’s all fun and games until someone gets a mustard craving.

Did she just say she was going to put that empty glass in her purse?

Good times, kids. Prost! Ich freue mich auf nächstes Jahr.

ein Prosit