Oktoberfest and Fall Festivals are big around here. Big. M came across an article earlier in the week about a cute little German town in Georgia, about an hour and a half away that celebrates all month long. It sounded like it’d be fun for the whole fam so out we headed- the drive was gorgeous; at times reminding us of northern NM.
Helen, GA
I can hear:
“The hills are alive with the sound of music…”
Wrong country but oh well…
I had envisioned a Red River like town where we’ll park and walk around all happy, dining on amazing German food while listening to Polka music. Umm No. It was CRAZY! Miles before we even got into town it was nose to nose, moving at a snails pace! And when we finally got into town it was PACKED with people!! It was very Red River like – on the Memorial Day Bike Rally Weekend. Several intoxicated people. One guy yelled out that he was the ‘Fiddler on the Roof’ and then pretend to play a flute.
Sigh.
We didn’t even get out of the car, there was no place to park and I was afraid I’d lose a kid in the sea of people.
Besides we didn’t wear our Lederhosen.
Oh well, maybe we’ll return in November, hopefully there will be some awesome German food left!
taking back roads 