Steph's Munich Madness
Steph's Rants and Tales About Life in Munich
Friday, June 13, 2008
May Fest
If the maypole survives all of these dangers then positioning begins. An unwritten law is that this should be accomplished only by physical strength. For this purpose, the entire village of men are mobilized. This is a traditional event which takes place on only one day of the year and so the entire villages comes together to celebrate this tradition in a big festival. Before erecting the maypole, the mayor of the village says a few words to the assembled villagers. After that the Reverend blesses the tree and then command is assumed by the "maypole chief". With commands such as Hauruck and Zugleich and with the aid of so called Schwalben the tree gets higher and higher. As soon as it is upright it is fixed in place. The band then plays for the traditional May dance. The festivities continue until late into the evening with plenty to eat and drink.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Sean's Visit
Since I am so behind on posting, thought I'd try to catch up a bit. Here are some photos from when Sean came out to visit in April.
Fruhlings Fest. Sean was here during Fruhlighs Fest (a much more scaled down version of Oktoberfest). A few beer tent and food stands but lots of rides for the kiddies.
We also visitited quite a few castles while we Sean was here. Since there are so many castles around here, Gerard and I purchased an annual family pass to many of the castles in Bavaria. It gets us into over 40 castles. Amazing to see these things still standing after all these years.
I was so excited to go back to Salzburg because this time I was was hoping to take a Salt Mine Tour. The mine's website said that kids under six were free. Apparently, the website was misleading as it was a poor translation. Turns out kids under six are not allowed in the salt mines. Such is life. We hung around and waited for Sean to come from the tour while we visited a historic Celtic village. Then we headed into town to view the Hohensalzburg Fortress and tour Motzart's birthouse. It's strange to see pictures of myself from 1992 in Salzburg as compared to now. If I can find some, I'll have to scan and post them. Boy, does it show me how much I've aged.