“Prost!” Our steins clunk; beer spills over the side and splashes onto my cheap 50-euro dirndl — but I’m too sloppy to notice. It’s Oktoberfest…
inborI’m rummaging through vintage university textbooks, lists of unlearned Spanish vocabulary and stained letters written by distant friends. I eventually come across a printed photo…
Are you a globe-trotting dirtbag? Can you write and party better than Hunter S. Thompson? Do you like free shit? Then we want you. Global…
Are you a globe-trotting dirtbag? Can you write and party better than Hunter S. Thompson? Do you like free shit? Then we want you. Global…
On the first Sunday of every Oktoberfest, thousands of LGBTIQ people gather in Munich for a big gay piss up. Cocktoberfest, if you will. It’s…
Famed author Charles Bukowski once drunkenly scribbled down a truly interesting piece of writing about society, about God, and about beer. The piece read: “For…
Crawling into my tent covered in mud, spew and who the fuck knows what else, barefoot with near-dreadlocks and the world’s worst hangover, I collapse…
