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In Germany, Austria and Switzerland, it is a public holiday. In the rest of the EU it is a working day. In and around Berlin it is an excuse for drinking beer, eating lots of grilled wurst(sausages) or even huge grilled steaks trying to hide in a roll, or slices of bread. These are liberally dosed with spicy mustard.
I never celebrate in Berlin. It has to be enjoyed in the countryside around Berlin in the villages where the men observe the traditions including travelling around in drinking-carts pulled by horses, eating too much, laughing a lot, telling risque jokes, stopping regularly to water nearby trees then resume drinking and generally being a good 'mate' or 'Kumpel'.
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We took the S-Bahn to Petershagen Nord then jumped onto our bicycles and headed for Eggersdorf. There we enjoyed the Mittelalterfest = Middle Ages Festival. Lots of activities for locals particularly children and, of course, lots of places to eat and drink.
We had a great day despite the weather. We arrived in Strausberg where we entered a restaurant opposite the family cafe which I usually visit. We had a good meal and lots of interesting conversations, mainly about his studies/subject. We then headed for the S-Bahn and an experience I never want to have again. See next blog post!
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