Saturday morning after a pancake breakfast and a lot of coffee, we sat around and planned out the final trip details of Amsterdam, namely finding an apartment from AirBnB. After we hammered out those details, we all got dressed up for Fruhlingsfest, the biggest spring festival in Germany. I wore my special shirt and Tay happened tob bring his blue gingham check, which was perfect. Saori lent him her big felt hat and after we downed a few beers we caught a U bahn over to the fairgrounds by following the people in Lederhosen.
It also happened to be a home game for Stuttgart, so the trains were packed with a mix of Lederhosen, Drindles, red tricots, and red and white scarves. Fruhlingsfest is always the same, but the day was a little less packed. We grabbed a beer, and strolled around the fairgrounds until we got to the Dinkelacker tent, where we were able to surprisingly, get a seat almost inside the tent. Tay and I both ordered a Mass of beer (about 0,8 liters) of the Fruhlingsfestbier, a strong Marzen. We also munched on french fries, chatted with a bunch of people from Frankfurt who were also there for the fair, while Tay went on a beer-fueled intensive discourse on the American penal system to a Swede sitting across from him, while trying to fend off the random questions from the group of kids next to us.
We all ended up fairly boozed up but nobody was stepped on or had beer or any other bodily fluid splashed on them so I would call that a pretty good visit. We did poke around inside the tent a bit so Tay could see the crowds dancing on the benches and singing. Tradition!
We caught the U bahn back home and stopped to grab a pizza a late night kebab shop down the street. At home we chowed down on the pizza and fries and everyone drank a lot of water. Saori and I went to bed relatively early and Tay actually stayed up to chat a bit with Chelsea, mom, and dad. It was a great saturday.
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