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After a "really" short tour of Munich, I came back to Theresienwiese (Theresa Meadow, site of the Oktoberfest) in my last attempt to soak up any beery atmosphere before catching the train to Frankfurt that evening. To my disappointment, all 14 beer tents were full when I reached at 330pm. Perhaps I should have known this and come earlier to get a seat. I didn't in the end as I was determined not to allow Oktoberfest to dominate my brief visit to Munich. The prospects were clear; I would walk around the grounds aimlessly till it was time to leave. Fatigue started setting in. It was afterall nearing to the end of my tiring trip. In retrospective, I guess my expectation was not really inline with what I experienced in my first Oktoberfest. I didn't managed to fully enjoy my first Oktoberfest even though I experienced the jolly mood and even made small talk with some people I met (i.e. a Spanish lady and her aunt from Hawaii). Perhaps I was alone and had not much people to talk to. Or maybe my sulky face provides such a thorny impression that people naturally assumed I am untouchable. However, is Oktoberfest all about a large funfair where people get drunk and take silly fun rides on the roller coaster? I am not a beer expert; but it surely hurts me to see that there are actually people who drank so much and puked their stomachs out. They are definitely wasting the frothy liquid that the heavens gave. With all due respect, I hope I wasn't being over critical on the 196-year-old annual beer festival. But I seriously wonder if I can find any motivation to visit it again, given the large number of countries that I had not (yet) explored. After leaving Munich on a night train, I arrived into Flughafen Frankfurt-am-Main 4hours later. I took a quick look around the airport but wasn't really in the mood. I boarded my flight at noon, met Sillyporeans onboard and felt right at "home" immediately. Home sweet home? I really don't know. Travelling alone was great; one can choose where he wanted to go, what he wanted to do, when he wanted to drink without any constraints from fellow travelling partners. It will be perfect if I could have overcome the occasional loneliness that I experienced along my trip. By then again, no one can have the cake and eat it. As of all great trips, it left me hungry for more. When Will I Be On The Road Again?

		Time for a kiss and hug. Emotions run wild in Oktoberfest.
		The Deutsche Post set up an outlet right in Theresienwiese so that people (like me) who were "locked out" of the beer tents can sulk and write postcards in it. There was also extra incentive from sending postcards here; the Oktoberfest 2006 logo is used as a stamp (as seen on the mailbox) for all mail sent out here.
		One of the stall that sells roast chickens and ducks. A half will set you back €8.40 or €6 depending on whether you are eating it in the beer tent or not. Needless to say, it is more expensive to eat in the beer tent. Perhaps it will be less painful to let go of those Euros once you had a drop of the froth!
		The colours, momentum and the zess. - Night impressions of the Oktoberfest
		3 empty minature vodka bottles in Oktoberfest. I always thought Oktoberfest is all about beer (and so why are you here?).
		My last shot before I left Oktoberfest for Frankfurt. No hard feelings. I was after all just ONE out of the seven million tourists who visited the grounds every year.
		A lady taking a snooze while she waits for her train. I was going to Frankfurt but where was she going to? - images fom Munich Hauptbahnhof
		Me and my Lager. I was just spending my last euros on a pint of Augstiner LagerBier Hell. It was good.
		The U-Bahn train ride to Frankfurt cost €63 (4hour 30mins). I was just playing with my camera while the train speeded past Stuttgart.
		23 Sep 06, 8am. Flughafen Frankfurt-am-Main. Flags of the German giant airline, Lufthansa, were waving excitingly (shown on the reflections of the glass plane) with the help of a cool breeze.
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