Liederhosen & Morning Train Beer
We didn't actually wear liederhosen, or drink beer in the morning on the train, but plenty of people in Germany did. 10 am, 8 am, or 6:30 am, it didn't matter. Old men on the train would go through a pack of cigarettes and a six pack in a couple hours. It was a tough choice whether to sit in the smoking car, where the air was foul, or in the non-smoking cars, where we were invariably seated in front of a screaming kid. Usually, we would do whatever we hadn't done on the previous trip.
As soon as we got off the train from Gent in Koln, where we would transfer to our 4 hour, standing room only, ride to Munich, a train rolled in across the platform from us, complete with German men hanging out all the windows, beers in hand, swaying back and forth and singing. It was great.
We also didn't wear leiderhosen, but I did wear this hat:
Later, in Garmisch, old men would walk around in leiderhosen and amazing feathered hats, but in Munich (where I assume this was a special Octoberfest thing) most of the people in leiderhosen seemed to be young men on the way to the office, coffee in one hand, briefcase in the other.
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