Personal Narrative-Drinking Beer In Germany

The smoky room is full of loud, chattering people, some sober, some not. There are several stocky men with big, bushy sideburns and unkempt mustaches outfitted in short lederhosen, along with several heavy-set women wearing blue knee-length dirndls carrying up to sixteen mugs of beer while walking down the aisles. The tables are decked with blue and white checkered tablecloths and are overly crowded. People are singing drinking songs, albeit in a rather out of tune fashion.
This image of the Hoffbrau Haus is the stereotypical view that many Americans hold of Germany; however, this country’s culture is multifaceted and has so much more to offer than drinking beer in Munich. My mother is a German native, and, as a result, I have had the privilege of extensively traveling throughout Germany, from the numerous castles to the quaint coastal towns on the North Sea, and experiencing the self-sufficient life-style of a rural German. …show more content…
There are areas dominated by rolling hills and fields filled with bright vivid yellow rapeseed flowers that are interrupted by the occasional windmill. I also saw pastures teeming with cows or sheep. Up on a hill, my great grandfather had singlehandedly built a beautiful small chapel as well as my grandparent’s home in Sinspelt. Unfortunately, he was forced to rebuild the entire house except for one room after the bombing of Bitburg and its surrounding areas during World War