A traditional beer wagon makes its way through the Oktoberfest grounds
Tom & I
Jürgen & I
Rich & I
Matthias & I
Paul, over from the States
Me in fine fettle, a litre of tasty beer in my hand
Marcus & a friend who (bizarrely) decided against national dress
Oliver
Me, with views of the marvellous Bräurosl tent architecture
The Oktoberfest by night
It's a bloody huge event!
More Las Vegas than Munich, really
If the beer doesn't make you feel queasy, the rides will
A spot of bother
A lovely Polish "Wies'n Friend" - someone you meet on the day, spend hours talking with, and never see again
The thronging crowds
They throng inside the tents too
That phone is national dress too, you know
Me, Lorna & Maggi
Me & Carsten
Fleas in action at the flea circus
An afternoon wide-angle special with Poles & Claire
An evening wide-angle special with Hungarians & Claire
