Do over.

We've had a good nights' sleep - minus the guy banging on our neighbors hotel room door at 4:30am - and a pretty good breakfast, so we're ready to head out in to the city for another day. Since the hotel is still fairly expensive for the night (175 euro), we're going to store our luggage and try to find something else. There's one across the street for 149 euro, if nothing else. We're heading back to the Theresienwiese Fairgrounds right now to see if we can get in to a beer tent today. Hopefully 11am will be early enough. ;-)

A small anecdote from the Hofbrauhaus... Allen was returning to the table from the restroom and just as he was about to slide into the booth next to me, a kid - maybe 22? - wearing lederhosen and a leer, put his hand on Allen's chest to stop him, then slid down the booth and cozied right up to me! Allen slid down next to him and we both leveled him a look. A "what the heck are you doing?" look. We also did the "wonder twins! activate! form of a married couple! shape of a wedding band!" fist bump in front of his face. He figured it out and climbed over me to sit on my other side. Allen immediately put his arm around me. The kid swiped the leftover pretzel from the Italian guys sitting across from us - he was clearly drunk. The guy across the table looked pretty horrified that anyone would pick up a strangers discarded food. The whole thing was pretty hilarious. Then he starts saying something about a jacket. I finally figured out that he was (supposedly) looking for his grandfather's gray jacket. We picked up all of our stuff and explained that it wasn't here. He sits for a few minutes, then reaches down under the seat - accidentally, I'm sure, brushing my legs. I swatted his hands away, and that's about when he decided the "jacket" wasn't going to materialize. So he climbed over the table and stumbled away. We laughed about it with the guys across the table for a while.

Even though, so far, Oktoberfest seems like one big giant frat party, everyone we've encountered has been really friendly - sometimes overly so, but friendly nonetheless. Even the two guys we saw without pants. And honestly, where else would we get travel stories like these? More to come! (Picture tonight, hopefully... Our camera takes huge photos, so we have to re-size them before we can upload.)