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Paco es in München com mis amigos y yo!

Did you know there were gay events within Oktoberfest? I had no idea. I really wasn’t prepared for all the craziness that Oktoberfest had to offer. Quite a few of things I expected, I was never able to find like the guys slapping themselves silly with thier knee slapping dances. I expected lots of beer, bratwurst, snitzle and lederhosen. But I actually had underestimated the amount of lederhosen. It was everywhere! But back to Gay Oktoberfest. Apparently each night of Oktoberfest the gays take over different areas. One day they took over the Hacker-Pschorr tent, and I use the word tent because people... make me, it is enormous inside and not made of plastic. They had balconies, chandeliers, hundreds of tables and live bands. The place was full of over a thousand gay men in Lederhosen singing along to the live music and drinking like fish. When we first arrived we didn’t feel like waiting to get inside so we grabbed two tables just outside. After a few giant beers we had grown quite wild and loud. Oh maybe I should mention that we had a gaggle of straight Australians in tow. Oh these Australians were so much fun. Are all Australians loud, funny, and crazy exhibitionist?

The line of people waiting to get inside moved slowly, I took my picture with one man who we watched wait for over an hour, he looked like a pirate. We enjoyed watching the eye candy slowly moving past out table. I noticed one handsome man... And I could see the sexy trace of skin between a slit in his overalls so that I knew he wasn’t wearing underwear. I knew Danny would really appreciate him so I pointed him and as well as the non-underwear fact to him. I took a few pictures of Danny so we could get a picture of him in the background. Yes, I am that childish. When Patrick returned from wherever he was, we pointed him out again and Patrick said... “I think I know him,” and he did! And wouldn’t you know it, he is on Livejournal... I give you the ever sexxxy, no underwearing whereispaco.
Danny Checking out whereispaco
and Danny demonstrating what he wanted to do to him...

I don’t think I was his type... But Danny and Patrick probably were. I am amazed I remembered his livejournal name later... whereispaco left and we stumbled inside with all the men clad in leather... It had a very different feel from Folsom street fair, that’s for sure.

It was quite difficult to get everyone inside but eventually we all made it in. Danny disappeared part way through the evening. He left a message on Patrick’s Cell phone. “I don’t know where I am... I don’t know where you are........ I’m lost.” Patrick was extremely relieved when he got back to the hotel and found Danny had found his way back to the hotel... Of course Patrick only made it there because his mother lead him back to the hotel. I was last to make it back to the hotel. I came back to find everyone passed out around 11pm. They close everything at 10pm, if they stayed open much later I’m sure there would be deaths. There are still parts of the evening that are a bit of a blur. The next night we found out you could get your blood alcohol rate taken... I wish, I knew what mine was that night.

Chocolate (Radio Edit) - Kylie Minogue - Ultimate Kylie [Disc 2]


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Oct. 5th, 2005 09:12 am (UTC)
A lot of the big events in various German cities have a gay section: Essen Original, the big Essen music festival, has Essen Origaynal as one of its parts, for example. I didn't know the Oktoberfest had such a thing, because Bavaria seems so conservative: live and learn!

A great time was had, by all accounts. But it's probably just as well never to know what your blood alcohol level was that night: you might see it as a challenge for next time!

"I took a few pictures of Danny so we could get a picture of him in the background. Yes, I am that childish."

Hahahahaha! Or that free and fun!
Oct. 5th, 2005 01:38 pm (UTC)
"Or that free and fun"

I agree.


Oct. 5th, 2005 05:03 pm (UTC)
Hee hee, I don't really think I would have seen it as a challenge... I like to teeter on the edge of buzz and drunken, I'm not a big fan of going over... i make too many really bad decisions. like sit down in the middle of 18th street or put my penis in a bartender in the bathroom.
Oct. 5th, 2005 08:30 pm (UTC)
Ha! At least you can laugh at yourself, and teach the rest of us to do the same! But certainly, it's better to have fun and know what you're doing than to be surprised by your own uncontrolled actions.
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