Oktoberfest Calgary-style


Oktoberfest has expanded extensively in Calgary during recent years, the evidence of which could be seen at the BMO Centre’s latest festival.

Beers were flowing, lederhosen being worn by people of all shapes, sizes, age and gender and a German band played to their heart’s content.

No matter how hard organisers tried to make the weekend festival feel authentic, the shortcomings were palpable.

The BMO Centre, for those unaware, has the feel of a massive airport hanger. Sure, the quasi-airport hanger was chockfull of beer drinkers, but the atmosphere still left a lot to be desired. Burning corneas and retinas alike, bright lights shone from above throughout the event, reminding one of a night club at closing time.

Queues for beer stalls were akin to those found at Disneyland or a line you might expect while waiting for the latest iPhone. That is, of course, unless you fancy drinking a beer as viscous as the Athabasca tar sands, its taste resembling a medley of tootsie rolls and liquorice. There was no wait for that treasure.

At least the dancing had the feel of authenticity. Prost!

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About newagejourno

Gary Pearson is a public relations and social media manager, freelance writer, former sports reporter for the Prince Albert Herald, sports aficionado, philomath and thirsty traveller forever in search of new adventures.
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