Aug 25, 2007
Mar 25, 2008
After a great nightīs rest at U Melonu hostel, I set out for the morning train from Prague to Munich. I was glad I reserved a seat because when I got there, I saw swarms of people searching each compartment like bees on flowers. Finally settled down with 3 Americans, an Aussie and an old German lady. The Americans quickly went to sleep, saying they have to ``gear upīī for Oktoberfest. I had no idea until later what they meant. Our quiet compartment seemed to be the oddball. The rest of the train rolled to the tune of ī`Cīmon N Ride the Trainī` by Quad City DJs. It was definitely the party train. After the second hour, the compartment next door, started to have singing, laughing and guitar strumming. As we passed the Czech-German border, we started picking up more people from the outskirts of Germany who were going in to Munich for the day and leaving by night. They brought along kegs and bottles of beer. By this time, the seats had been full since Cyech Republic. Everyone were standing up in the aisles. Going to the restroom was like a military obstacle course. Had to hop and skip over 4 people even in front of the restroom. At the end of that 6 hour ride after everyone had left, I looked around and the train was littered with open bottles and cans. This was the ultimate tailgating party. What would the game be like?