When your flight to Oktoberfest gets cancelled because your airline goes bankrupt, you bring Oktoberfest to you. Well, sort of. Mark and I still wore our dirndl and lederhosen. We still ate pretzel necklaces. And we still drank liter beers at a "German" beer hall. Prost to our great friends who humored us and partook in the festivities so we didn't feel so alone 🍻
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