Turned up as the only person in Bavaria wearing a red shirt with
lederhosen (apparently that's just wrong, now I know better), got the last free seats in the
Schottenhamel beer garden just in time for the Big Moment, our neighbour was a Munchnerin who knew the bediener so we got almost the first beer, our bediener was also a priest (apparently he's famous).
Got cold. A friend of my girlfriends met a work collegue who had a friend who had an old school mate who knew some guy dressed as a pirate who got us all tickets for a tent! Then the usual drinking and swaying and pretending to know the words and figuring out how to go to the toilet in lederhosen when you're desperate...
A good day, very flukey.