Despite having an entirely German side of the family, I had never been to Wurstfest. It’s a ten-day festival in New Braunfels (home of Schlitterbahn) that celebrates the rich German heritage of central Texas…with sausage. I just so happened to have a gig in New Braunfels this weekend, the first weekend of Wurstfest, AND knew some friends who were going to it. Perfect situation!
When Julie and I arrived around 5pm, it was already quite crowded. Many people were dressed up (“So many cute boys in lederhosen!”), which totally made me want a dirndl. Even more were wearing silly hats, and we had to follow suit.