This weekend we hopped on a train up to Regensburg to party with the Regensbloggers. Their housewarming party conveniently coincided with the Regensburger Dult, an adorable little city fair complete with beer tents, disturbing rides, carnies, and strange shopping opportunities. I was surprised to see that it was bigger than the Auer Dult, and almost as big as Munich’s Frühlingsfest. The youth of Regensburg were out en masse, many of them wearing the most colorful tract I’ve ever seen.
A highlight of the weekend was finally getting to meet That Queer Expatriate live and in person. We had a fabulous time chasing a belederhosened emo boy around the dult together (see his blog for pics) and shopping for gingerbread hearts.
Naturally we were overcome with a feeling of deep patriotism upon seeing this ride:
Back at the party, we learned how to make awesome capa capra copu caipirinhas while marveling over the fact that in Germany, bags of ice come with instructions.
“Belederhosened”. Prima.
I like to make up words.
I stayed at the Orphee in Regensburg. Loved it!
I love fairs! BTW, the picture if the gingerbread heart made me laugh. I think I need to forward you a funny I received just yesterday 🙂
CS – then you must love Bavaria, because we have tons of fairs here. Bring on the funny forward. 🙂
Staying in Regensburg last May visiting my great aunt we accidentally wandered into the Dult. It was fantastic. The tents were packed. It was tricky to get a beer.
The bands were super. Alas we could only partake one night.