1. May

In the homeland and I dare say across the old continent and some of them new continents, the 1st of May is a holiday designed to celebrate worker's rights. In the homeland the 1st of May is also father's day. Combined that somehow is a go-ahead to smash windows, beat up other dudes and rally through the city with open containers of booze as far as the eye can see.

Surely that was what those lawmakers and union leaders had in mind when they fought for workers to have Saturdays off and made the 1st of May a holiday to celebrate that.

Using amazing restraint and foresight regarding the upcoming drunkenness, in the homeland a super amazing contraption is traditionally used by the inebriated fathers and non-fathers to transport enough booze to last them all day as they explore the city: it's the so-called Bollerwagen. I am not joking. Early on the 1st of May my male German friends load up the Becks or Astra (=the ghetto version), iron the Lederhosen and off they go. And come to think of it, surely any good father will bring his young son or daughter along for a solid day of boozing because after all, someone will have to pull the Bollerwagen.

Here is to work and fatherhood.

Cheers