We moved to Utah last year over Thanksgiving weekend.
We’d come to visit the house from September 23-25th, and we found out after we moved in that we had missed going to one of Utah’s famed attractions: Oktoberfest.
Octoberfest is the Wurst
Did you know that this event – the world’s largest festival – came about from a wedding? Seems fitting to me.
According to Muenchen.com,
Crown Prince Ludwig, later to become King Ludwig I, was married to Princess Therese of Saxony-Hildburghausen on 12th October 1810. The citizens of Munich were invited to attend the festivities held on the fields in front of the city gates to celebrate the happy royal event.
The fields have been named Theresienwiese (“Theresa’s fields”) in honor of the Crown Princess ever since, although the locals have since abbreviated the name simply to the “Wies’n”.
Horse races in the presence of the Royal Family marked the close of the event that was celebrated as a festival for the whole of Bavaria.
The decision to repeat the horse races in the subsequent year gave rise to the tradition of the Oktoberfest.
(Secretly, I’d hoped my own wedding would spur the same global enthusiasm, but alas…)
Now, I’m no drinker, and I’ve only had a few sips of beer in my life (because, like, soda exists), but I wanted to go and see a rendition of Oktoberfest for myself.
Plus, I’m part German. (My maiden name was Bumgardner, you guys – I feel like that qualifies me as the real deal).
This year, I was chatting with one of my Utah photog heroes, Victoria of @nursevictoria, and she mentioned looking to go to Snowbird for the festival.
Naturally, I wanted in.
Our families in tow, we had a groß ol’ time eating wurst, schnitzel, potato pancakes, and Belgian waffles. And, of course, there was beer.
We even happened upon the stars of the show!
Victoria’s son, Maxwell, enjoyed some of the activities (most of all the giant trampolines). Meanwhile, we chatted, watched the tram, and soaked in our German heritages.
We even played a health-related game on behalf of Intermountain Healthcare where I landed on the only medical question I could’ve ever answered on my own:
Answer: Torn ACL.
(Thanks to my medical phone-a-friend, Dr. Daddy Bumgardner)
As we got ready to leave, the most gorgeous snowfall descended upon Snowbird. It was as if we had caught a glimpse of the Bavarian Alps.
Overall, the adventure was one for the books, and we’ll definitely make it a tradition.
If you asked Holden what his favorite part was, I think he’d answer in a heartbeat: “My German Alpine Oktoberfest hat!”
(He didn’t take it off for an hour.)