All Good Oktoberfests End With Polka Dancing

Last weekend, Alex and I celebrated Oktoberfest with some friends, some beers, and some polka dancing! We met up with everyone at a nearby German restaurant and had an (unexpectedly) good time!  It turns out, the reality of Oktoberfest doesn't really match the pictures.

We started off with a German feast of sausages and more sausages!  There was a buffet available but we passed it by in favor of more meat and less cabbage of various preparations.  Ordering off the menu was a bit tricky though, since most of the crossed out items were actually available, including the ones that said "no," but some were actually not available still.  What?

There was a dancer floor, ohhh boy was there a dance floor, and an awesome polka band that got the "young" crowd up and on the floor!

The band had not yet named themselves and included a naming contest as part of the night.  We put a lot of thought into our ideas and provided them with some killer names.  I really hope they appreciate all our hard work.  We're still waiting for the announcement that one of our names was selected as the winner!

Personally, my votes goes to Chris' "Polka 'n my pants."  The band was selling copies of their most recent hits CD and... a... Christmas version!  Clearly this needed to be purchased.  Thankfully, Pammy was up for the challenge (and I'm pretty jealous that their car was able to rock out to that all the way home.)

Now on to the worst (best?!) part of the night.  The dancing!  The polka dancers were a tad older than expected but they still had the moves.

AND THEN! Ashley, Pammy and I were swept off our feet by the most amazing dancer.  Sure, he had a few years on us, but it was the best 3 minutes of my life.  I am wearing the gray and white striped sweater in the pictures below.

Oh, what a dance.  And what a night!  Thanks guys!