Age of Aquarius
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Oktoberfest
We will begin this journey in the quaint little town of Villa General Belgrano in the middle of the country of Argentina. Every year this little town gathers amongst their cobble stone streets, hand carved wooden store front signs, and massively large wheels of cheese to celebrate thier German heritaige. Somehow I am finding it hard to describe the levels of awesomness that make it possible for Oktoberfest to exist, so since a picture is worth a thousand words I am going to let the stories be told through the amazing photographic stylings of our twin cannon cameras...
After a grueling 2 hour bus ride and car sickness galore we reached the town of Villa General Belgrano. The first thing I have to do of course is get a fabulous felt fabric elf hat with a massive black feather sticking so far up into the air I can barely reach the tip when I extend my hand straight up in the air. So ridiculous, but everyone else is wearing one, and afterall I am trying to assimilate to the cultre.
The king and I
The parade going through the center of town, which only has one main street and no stop lights that I could see.
The aftermath... I really think this picture is one of my favorite food binge gluttony reminders. I mean just look at theat sugar coma in the making. It makes me laugh even now. Let me do a little recap of the activities and all the junkfood festival foodstuffs we consumed in just one day... wake up, cereal and dolche de leche by the truckloads, nauseating bus ride from hell, french fries, pounds of swiss chocolate, funny hat purchase and small happy dance, beer, parade, mint icecream, beer, the biggest bag of fluffy cotton candy I have ever seen, beer, another nauseating bus ride back to Cordoba, pizza, chocolate milk, and finally a caramel apple (purchased at the parade) and saved for this exact moment of perfect junk food gluttony. AWESOME!
After a grueling 2 hour bus ride and car sickness galore we reached the town of Villa General Belgrano. The first thing I have to do of course is get a fabulous felt fabric elf hat with a massive black feather sticking so far up into the air I can barely reach the tip when I extend my hand straight up in the air. So ridiculous, but everyone else is wearing one, and afterall I am trying to assimilate to the cultre.
The king and I
The parade going through the center of town, which only has one main street and no stop lights that I could see.
The aftermath... I really think this picture is one of my favorite food binge gluttony reminders. I mean just look at theat sugar coma in the making. It makes me laugh even now. Let me do a little recap of the activities and all the junkfood festival foodstuffs we consumed in just one day... wake up, cereal and dolche de leche by the truckloads, nauseating bus ride from hell, french fries, pounds of swiss chocolate, funny hat purchase and small happy dance, beer, parade, mint icecream, beer, the biggest bag of fluffy cotton candy I have ever seen, beer, another nauseating bus ride back to Cordoba, pizza, chocolate milk, and finally a caramel apple (purchased at the parade) and saved for this exact moment of perfect junk food gluttony. AWESOME!
posted by Juli at 3:57 PM
5 Comments:
hey babe - those photos are just priceless, especially that last one!! rock that hat. what a day! sounds like every bit of gluttony was completely worth it -- how divine it must be to indulge! :D
Love all the photos as always, looks like you are enjoying everything they have to offer down there. miss you.
Oktoberfest...I can see, taste, and even smell it through your notes and pictures. Thanks Juli and that hat is a keeper.
Hey, Mert you did it. Auntie Jxo
Ah....the smeared eyeliner, cockeyed chapeau, the guzzling of the juice box, the discarded candied apple....whoever said "youth is wasted on the young"???
Octoberfest: well done!
XOXO JM4
Hi Juli, this is me – Marta. And I just enjoyed reading about that Oktoberfest. For me being born in Munich it really looks very funny. In fact it looks like it is more fun to be on the one you've been at, than being on the original one in Munich …
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