I’ve been looking for a crowd for ages to accompany me to
the German market. It’s nice to look at, but many people don’t see the novelty
of it as every bratwurst vendor is the same and there are only two types of
beer available. But it’s Christmas with music and lights and outdoor drinking;
so the only group willing to go are my work’s managers before our black tie
bash! It started off quite mixed with the big boss getting straight into the
spirit of things by ordering a two-pint stein. I went for a pint of the wheat
beer, while the others stood around looking sheepish. We decided to head on up
to the square, stopping for garlic bread on the way. We ended up bagging a
table by the cider stall, but unfortunately I couldn’t convince anyone to take
up the ice skating. So we slowly headed to the apartments, stopping for food
and bottles along the way.
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