Late August/early September is when festival season really kicks off in Germany. It’s a wonderful time of the year to play dress up and drink wine, beer, and eat (rinse and repeat).
I’d say he’s changed a bit.
It was really crowded, but every 10 feet there was a food stand with different wines and different food. We settled for a brat and a bottle. We had to take a break from the noise and ruckus to get Owen to sleep. The men took charge of Owen while my mom and I had some mother-daughter time.