In Germany, we arrived at the famous Oktober-fest that is the October beer festival. Sorry, of course, that did not get to Munich, where the main action and which advertise with us in Ukraine - look - poster printing Kyiv and try it yourself. But in every self-respecting restaurant in Germany to this beer festival boiled or bought their exclusive beer. We had to try it in a Berlin restaurant "Joe's", that is, "Joe." We had the opportunity to feel the real Germans, who seem to love beer boblshe home mom.

However, I was surprised it was difficult. Several years ago I shot at Munich travel reportage. The camera recorded the so-called biir Garden, that is a beer garden. It is currently a park, where there is a lot, a thousand tables where people drink beer. Suddenly, the camera appeared good sign man and started something quick to say. The interpreter said that the unexpected is our interlocutor said that he had drank seven liters of beer. I asked him to congratulate him and convey my surprise his amazing imagination. Meanwhile, perevodik, who lived in Germany and knew their habits, said that, perhaps, that German is not lying. He drew my attention to the stomach that guy. He was with him as if the big drum, and who knows, maybe there and really joined seven liters of intoxicating drink.

restaurant which we went to Berlin, was adorned with handmade finish maple leaves. And on top, lined with books. Most likely it was an imitation. Nevertheless, he nenapominal library. In any case, there was some unexpected atmosphere.

beer was tasty. It is difficult to say which of our beers, it was like. To beer members of our group ordered the pork legs. We were surprised that the waitress - a pretty young blonde talked correct Russian, albeit with some marvelous accent. It turned out she was born in Kazakhstan, but moved to Berlin with his parents at a special government program - Germany invites you to the Germans from other countries.

Dalnozritelnymi were those who ordered a one leg for two. Because it brought a portion could feed almost the entire group. Our tourists have started to bite together tender meats, sipped a little beer, to enliven the conversation. Began intensive meets - well, on our way, in Russian! But there is still two weeks on European roads.

My roommate at the Hotel Victor picked up a half-eaten leg (this is purely zhlobski Ukrainian). He had hoped to finish eating it for breakfast. But I could not, because after such a meal in the morning he is not wanted. He drove it for two more days with him:)