When I moved to Munich I had heard about the Oktoberfest before, but hadn’t ever thought about it. It never occurred to me what an impact it would have on Munich, and therefore also on my life. My first Wiesn (as Germans call it) was an adventure in itself, the millions of visitors all dressed in Bavarian folk costumes, the music, and the colours being quite overwhelming. But the spirit and pure joy that was in the air the weeks of the fest were – and are – unescapable. And so, I did what I deemed best, and has served me well… I embraced it.