What lures us diehard Oktoberfest fans to Munich every year without fail? Why do we return again and again to re-experience the world’s biggest festival?
For sure, it is most likely the very best in the world. No additives, no chemicals, just lots and lots of pure unadulterated water, hops and yeast leading to double the flavor (and alcohol content) of a normal beer. It is wickedly deceptive in its ability to seduce you. One sip and you are powerless to halt its ingestion. Wildlife Removal Round Rock
This drug-like concoction is served by full-bosomed waitresses with elongated arms which cradle up to two-dozen liter steins of beer. They appear to defy the laws of physics by carrying more beer than their own body weight. Their bosoms must somehow stabilize their freight. I have not seen one topple yet.
As an additional bonus, the hangovers look less thunderous. Maybe it’s due to the purity of this brew. Then again, perhaps it’s because the ingestion starts up another day before your brain has an opportunity to register the carnage in the day before.
Forget about the calories, forget the cholesterol and forget about the various animals that have given up their lives to your gluttony. There is the yummy’rubber eagles’, experienced whole chickens broiled in their own juices as they rotate over and over before your loving eyes. Then there are the delicious sausages, the sauerkraut that is not actually sour, the sauerbraten in sausage, the shwein-hoxen coated in a layers of hardened broiled fat, the radishes that uncoil like slinkies, the aromatic cheeses and the many sugary convections. All are intended to please your taste buds and lay waste to your wardrobe.
Maybe. Where else can you find six million people from all reaches of the world united in blissful rejoicing uninhibited by speech, politics, personalities or decorum. Standing on chairs and tables, increasing mammoth beers, swaying and dancing to oom-pah-pah music and historical American rock tunes seems to unite cultures over any United Nations assembly could. Forget about terrorism, Iraq, Afghanistan, and all of the idiocies that drive a wedge between our diverse cultures. All of us become long lost friends forever or at least for now.
Is it the customs, the parade of floatsbeer wagons and costumed Bavarians parading in the Oktoberfest grounds? The kids, the parents and the grandparents all wearing clothes and enjoying music originated by their ancestors makes us long to participate in the festivities.
How about the beer halls and gardens, the glockenspiels, the magnificent palaces and castles, the obsessive cleanliness, the green parks, and the efficient U-bahn and S-bahns
They all to increase the magic of a civilization innocently maintained from generation to generation, altered, but not spoiled by the twenty first century.
They all combine together to present an experience unequaled by any other. A reality enhanced by ingestion of great frothy beer and fabulous food, friendships which ignore borders and customs never forgotten all appear to induce you to return again and again to this superb magical land.