Tonight my dad took my sister and me to a mini-Oktoberfest near his home. It was a lot of fun. Unfortunately, I had forgotten that German food usually consists of beef or pork–the only types of meat I don’t eat. I still got to try some potatoes, and my dad and my sister were kind enough to give me their pickle spears.

I was sad that I forgot to take pictures of the food. I guess I didn’t even think about it because I wasn’t the one eating it. I did, however, get a few pictures inside the giant tent.

My family ate dinner before people filled the tent.

After walking around for a bit and riding a few rides, my sister was ready to participate in some people watching. We figured that since there were a lot of people, at least a few were likely to start dancing soon.

This ride terrified me.

Turns out, my sister and I took part in some of the dancing too. We were on our way to buy some pizza (since I hadn’t eaten yet), when a konga line passed by us. I couldn’t resist. And I’m glad I didn’t. It was fun!

The tent was packed later in the evening.

This was my first experience at any sort of Oktoberfest. I’m glad we went. It was like a carnival and an overgrown family gathering smacked into one event.

Simply amazing.

About Amanda

Writer. Wifey. Veg-head. Child of God.
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