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Every year comes a special time around the end of September, when the air gets a bit chillier, the leaves dry up and fall down from the trees, the summer is noticeably over, yet there is still a lot of fun ahead. This is a time when we pack our bags and take the next ICE train to the one and only – the Wiesn in Munich! The dirndls are dry-cleaned, the high heels are polished, and the anticipation rises!

Upon arrival at the Munich train station in the afternoon, the energy was not to be mistaken with any other time of the year! People were running around everywhere, the men wearing their sexy Lederhosen and the woman in their luxurious, colorful and very feminine Dirndls. There is something very special about seeing everyone in the traditional Trachten outfits. It feels like being transported back into time, when the men courted the women with flowers, chocolates and carriage rides with horses around the beautiful parks. The first stop was at my dear friend’s house, where we dropped off our bags, and got ready to go to what would turn out to be a very special Wiesn night!

The adventure started at the Nymphemburg Sekt Bar inside of the wine tent. This was a great place to get into the Oktoberfest mood, because that’s where the band plays the loudest, craziest music, the people like to party and the wine flows by the gallons! We were 10 girls, and took up the entire left bar area. The first sip of cold Riesling after the long journey was fantastic, because I’m not a beer drinker. Everyone was in an amazing mood, people were singing along with the band, eating the Bavarian delicacies, drinking their beer by the Maas, and kissing their partners – and also other people’s partners at any given opportunity. I couldn’t help but notice how many attractive people were in Munich that weekend! Every other man was incredibly handsome, had a charming smile, and looked simply delicious in his Lederhosen – which helps to show off their bums and calves to a perfection! I was definitely doing many neck exercises, turning my head left and right to get a glimpse of it all. The women were glamorous and very seductive, with their hair done in braids, and their cleavage screaming out for freedom. There was a lot of sexual tension in the air. The next stop was the Käfer’s Wies’n-Schänke, where we had a table upstairs. As we got there, I couldn’t help but notice that beside us was a table with a very famous footballer from the FC Bayern team. My one-and-only Jilli sat beside me, and he saw her right away. Needless to say, it would be a very interesting night.

Jilli, blonde and green-eyed, arrived in Munich the day before, because she had a date with a handsome man who invited her to the theater to see Faust. We ordered platters with all of the delicious goodies that Käfer’s had to offer, along with a bottle of rose champagne. When the waiter arrived, the bottle was 5 times larger than what we originally ordered, saying it was compliments from an admirer. The mystery was building up! In fact, the funny Bavarian waiter insisted that we drink the champagne from Maas mugs, which are 1-liter beer mugs! After dinner and a few friendship toasts and stories, I took Jilli and another friend for a little walk around Käfer’s. On the way we met another footballer from the past National German team. Again I can’t mention his name, but he brought some “bad luck” to the games. He saw Jilli, and reached for her hand as we were passing by. He invited us to come to a party with him, but he seemed very pushy, loud and aggressive. We didn’t like his behavior, thinking that he can get any girl there. But he couldn’t get Jilli! We moved on and saw a few more celebrities, including 2 actors and a well-known entrepreneur.

We came back to our table, where the party was already in full swing. The girls were standing on the benches, and the guys from the table beside us were flirting heavily with them. Jilli sat on top of the bench, looking around in her usual nonchalant easygoing way. She didn’t notice, but the star footballer was starring at her the entire time! I told her, and she looked at him, sending him her sweetest smile, and her famous mysterious locking-eye-trick. The game was on, and he couldn’t get his eyes off her! He came closer and talked to her, and invited us all to go with them to the Heart’s new private club. In the black shuttle, they looked at each other, and smiled the whole time. We could all feel the electric tension between them. As we arrived upstairs at the private club, Jilli seemed a bit nervous yet very happy. She liked him. As the night went on, many girls were running up to him and trying to catch his attention with their breasts and everything else they can think of. He was always very polite, but had eyes only for Jilli. The strange part is that he knew a few very intimate details about Jilli, like her full name and what she did for a living! He wanted to give her a kiss, but both didn’t want to do it in public. She told me that she was going to his place, where they will continue to talk and enjoy the evening. My crazy and amazing friend Jilli, what would I do without her!

The next day Jilli came back looking very happy, wearing his black t-shirt under her Dirndl! She told us that she had a night to remember. I was sure that we will hear some wild dirty stories, but it was quite the opposite. She said it was so amazing and romantic with him. They talked about life, kissed and cuddled, and slept hugging the entire night. He wasn’t pushy to have sex, and acted like a real gentleman. Jilli likes to take her time and get to know the man before having sex, considering the fact that she had an extremely painful breakup at the end of last year. He had her hooked, the star footballer who turned out to be an amazing, warm and passionate man. I always did say that FC Bayern is the best team in the world. The next days Jilli was walking around with love-glazed eyes, thinking of him the entire time. We went to Käfer’s again the following two evenings, and had the time of our lives! If done the right way, the Wiesn can be a truly amazing and unforgettable experience! Sure there are the drunk people throwing up or having sex on the street, but there are also the unique people that you will never forget. I highly recommend jumping on the next train and head to the Oktoberfest. It’s still happening for another weekend, and you never know whom you might meet there! Like in Jilli’s case, a wonderful man, or maybe even your next big love! I have 3 friends that met their husbands at the Wiesn. So pack your Dirndl, a good push-up bra, take your best friends, and set out on an extraordinary journey. For me, Wiesn 2014 was the best one yet, one that I will never forget for my entire life …