Wurstfest

Oh yeah, sometime in all the craziness that was my life in the past month or so we fit in a trip to Wurstfest. It's a 10 Day Salute to Sausage held in New Braunfels each year. Seriously, who could pass that up? (Well maybe if you're one of those people that gave up sausage over bacon, but whatever).

We missed the get there by 7 and get in free deadline thanks to one of John's friends whose name I won't mention but possibly rhymes with or is Jack. :) Yes Jack, I'm still going to harass you about that.

Here's John who is angry with me because I didn't wait for him in the insanely long line to get in and because I drug him across the grounds to find our friends before we got any food.



He perked up later



A fun thing about Wurstfest (even though I have NO CLUE why people do it) are all the crazy hats people wear.





Basically we all sat around,



ate food





and drank pitchers of beer



Lauren had obviously had too many. :)

Good times.