Drunk at The Fest

*disclaimer* Not one of us got drunk at the fest.  This film as been approved for all audiences.

What is the first thing people think when you say "Oktoberfest"?  Drunk people.  But in the later part of the morning there aren't many drunk people.  And that's exactly when we went.  We hopped on a train (8:15 on a Saturday morning.  But we won't go there.)  And rode it all the way down to Munchen for the Ok
toberfest.  So prepare to see a picture filled blog.  And be amazed at the abilities of my dad with a camera.  Hope you enjoy!

On the way up to the Oktoberfest.  Belle...  And her pretty face.

Brothers.

I don't know why, but my Dad's coffee mug got in a LOT of pics.

Rule #1 about Fight Club: Is that we don't talk about Fight Club.

Lopez is the definition of gracefulness.

That darn girl wearing that dirndl.  (Talk to the Germans about the lack of vowels.  It's been driving me insane)

The brave ones of the family.

Beating up little kids made fun.

My brother is taking after me.

We've missed Dad!  But now he's showing his gangster side.

Besides all of these memories!  I had some highlights..

1. Got to taste some real beer.

2 Got to ride in a train for a total of three hours. (Total highlight, right?)

3. And finally, I had an amazing family to share all these memories with.