That Tuesday

On my way from Salzburg to Prague, I ended up in Munich again. On Faschings Dienstag (Fat Tuesday). On Faschings Dienstag in Munich, all the stores close early. People get dressed up in whatever crazy constume they can put together; they dress up their kids, if they have any. If not, the dog makes an eqaully cute victim. Then they head down to the old town which is full of food vendors, beer vendors, and confetti vendors. The purpose of the confetti is to throw a disorienting handful of color at every stranger that you pass. Small children are especially fond of this tradition.
If you are stoic enough to resist confetti, beer, and people dressed in varying degrees of hilarity, just wait until the live music begins and 1,000 Germans start jumping around and singing along to "Show me the way to Amarillo." That was when I headed for the beer stand.



Main square: City Hall, music, crowds, flags, beer, bratwurst, confetti...
















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Armed and dangerous (yes, I see the irony)
















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Women of God




















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"There'll be time enough for rocking when we're old. We can rock all day in rocking chairs of gold. But tonight I think I'd rather just go dancing...there'll be time enough for rocking when we're old, my love. Time enough for rocking when we're old" -Stephen Merritt














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Impromptu parade














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Confetti Lady

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Can't...go...on...having...too...much.....fun.