True story. I was in München during Oktoberfest several years ago. I wasn't there for Oktoberfest but for work and had about 2 hours of free time in total to ... see the city ... so I didn't go. It wasn't exactly close to where I staying or working and is just large and crowded. So, instead, I walked over to the Hofbräuhaus, another Munich institution for a beer and whatever. I don't regret not actually going to Oktoberfest as it truly is just one, large beer garden. Another true story. Another work trip took me to Berlin. We had a day off so some friends/colleagues of mine and I rented a car (a Mercedes, of course, 6-speed manual, don't remember what series) and drove to Dresden. I was behind the wheel driving, on the autobahn, when one of my friends said, "Let's see how fast this will go." He wanted to take a picture of the speedometer, which we switched to mph for this 'experiment,' to send to his brother who was a State Tropper in California. So as I'm gaining speed, he says, "Just push the pedal to the floor," so I did. We topped off at 131mph. There were some cars on the road ahead and they were just coming up too quickly so I slowed down. But because I was only going 85-90mph I need to get out of the left lane. Checked in my rearview mirror, all clear, put my signal on and started to switch lanes when "ZOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!" A car that wasn't there two seconds ago, sped past me on the right. That was it for me. When we get to an Italian themed thread I'll tell you about driving in Italy.