There was hardly room for breathing, but there was certainly a vast amount of drinking and toasting going on. Singing, swaying and stomping reverberated through the place. The buffet was fabulous - tables groaning under the loads of Bratwurst, potato salads, sauerkraut, beef, and mouthwatering apfelstrudel. No pork...go figure??
A German oompah band had been flown in and added to the merriment and atmosphere - the sounds of the tuba and horns, the accordion, and the yodelling made for distinctly volkmusiek.
We joined with our companions at the table swaying from side to side, but refrained from standing up on the benches and didn't join those other brave folk dancing on tables. Space was limited (phew!) so we weren't able to join in the line of mensch being taught a German linedance equivalent or maybe it was the Polka? All in all, happy to be enthusiastic observers in our first real Oktoberfest, even if it was outside Germany.
Another memorable event in Doha.

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