Myself & Kathrin headed down to the Fest at about 7:45pm. The place was packed. We went into a couple of tents but they were stuffed. Most had already closed their doors and were letting nobody else in. Having said that, the side entrances to most of them were completely unguarded with people wandering in and out freely.
We eventually got ourselves a plot in the Löwenbraü tent with some people from Augsburg.
Working in the Löwenbraü tent. The photographer and the rose seller.
Just another normal day at the Meadow.
Some of our neighbours at the table.
The Über-Muppet who tried (and failed) to pick a fight with me.
Guido, the slimy but very funny Italian. Bella, bella, bella, bellisima, multi-bellissima.
Enough partying for one day.
