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Monday, October 09, 2006

Saturday evening, I went to the 2006 Stockholm Beer Festival. I stood in line but then realized that because I would be taking lots of photos with my camera, I could probably go through the V.I.P. & Press line instead.

The festival, actually called the Stockholm Beer and Whiskey Festival, was held in the same place as in years past, a big converted automobile factory in Nacka.

I walked in through the press line, stating truthfully that I was taking photos for my blog. Hey, my camera is finally beginning to pay for itself!

I met Daniel & Jenny there. Here, Daniel peruses the beer list of Slottskällans Bryggeriet from Uppsala.

Jenny usually prefers cider to beer, but that wasn't a problem; there were many other beverages there aside from just beer. I had an interesting Flädercider that came recommended by Daniel. It was sweet, tangy, and refreshing.


Of Slottskällan's assortment, I tried the Kloster, Roslager, and Pilsner. The Kloster was an interesting beer: strong, spicy, and unfiltered (cloudy).

These helpful folks at the Carlsberg stand served me a nice blonde beer from Carlsberg's new Jacobsen brand. Very nice!

The place was packed. It was a capacity crowd.

Live entertainment was provided throughout the evening.

After a while, it got too warm inside so went outside for some fresh air.

Outside, I met another photographer, and we exchanged notes. There was also this hot dog stand. Foods of many kinds were widely available.


By coincidence, I ran into some folks I know from salsa dancing, including my friend Inger.

More salsa-dancing friends.

I introduced my friends to one another; some of them had met at last year's birthday party.

The girl in the gray was someone I recognized, but I coulnd't put my finger on it.

Later on, I went up and chatted with her for while. I discovered that we knew each other from climbing. She is often at Klättercentret, and I have probably even posted some photos of her climbing!.

My salsa friends seemed to enjoy themselves.

Later in the evening, I bumped into some colleagues from IBM and some of their friends.

My colleague Jimmy (the one in the striped shirt) took a couple of nice photos of me.

Cheers again!

He also treated me to a bottle of this honey-flavored beer. Interesting!

Salsa friends one more.

And now here are a bunch of photos I took of random people enjoying themselves.

I chatted with these guys for a while. I believe the guy on the right is named Roger.

I liked this girl's tattoo.

For most of the indoor shots, I used a 50mm f/1.4 lens. What I like about this lens is that it's fast enough that I don't need a flash in most cases. Also, when I shoot at f/1.4, the background is very blurry, and I like this way this sets the subject out in the picture.

The narrow depth of field can be a problem though, especially if the subject is at an angle to the focal plane. Notice that in this photo, the right side of the beer tap is slightly out of focus. A deeper depth of field could be attained by tightening the aperture a bit (going up to f/2, say). But this would mean that the exposure would have to be longer to capture the same amount of light. It's a trade-off.

This woman's profile caught my eye.

Later, she introduced herself. Her name is Majida. Hi there!

In a room at one end of the hall, there was little restaurant area. There, a German oompah band was playing. When I walked in, they had just begun to perform the Tuba Polka — not an easy piece to play!

At the exit from the restaurant area was a chocolate seller.

While standing at the Oliver Twist bar sipping on a Samual Adams Boston Lager, I met a nice girl named Carro who had similar taste in beer.

Oliver Twist was offering many beers, including a whole assortment from America.

Carro introduced me to some of her friends.

One of them had a NIkon camera, so we chatted a bit about photography.

Decisions, decisions.

As you can see, most people in the photos are drinking out of similar glasses. One gets a commemorative Beer Fest glass with the price of admission.

More live music.

I'm not a big stout drinker, but I did like these taps.

Some of the flags flying over the Oliver Twist bar.

Sipping on my beer near the Oliver Twist bar, I also met these friendly folks.

I chatted politics with the girl on the right. I think her name is Veronica, but I must admit, my memory isn't 100% clear on this.

Considering the amount of alcohol flowing, I imagine there are lots of folks who don't remember much about last night. Some of the stands were quite well done. I didn't have any beers at this stand, but I did think it deserved a photo. Say cheese!

The best deal in the place was at the Discovery beer stand. There, for 40 kronor, you could get 40 cl of beer and a little pizza.

The pizzas were the little frozen ones that you can get at any supermarket, but these folks had something to make the pizza a bit more interesting: Tabasco sauce. I had two of these little pizzas, and put jalepeno Tabasco on them. Yummy!

I had a nice chat with this chap, but his name escapes me. I wish there were an easy way to annotate photos at the time they are taken.

I also chatted with these fellows for a while. They were super-friendly. In fact, everyone I met during the evening was very friendly. It's amazing how friendly Stockholmers can be when either 1) the sun is shining, or 2) they've had a few drinks. :)

More friendly people.

Even more live music.

"Who is that guy with the camera?"

This cutie favored your humble photographer with a smile.

Later I learned that I wasn't the only one who thought she was attractive. I saw the two girls with flowers and asked "What did you get the flowers for?" "Because we're cute," was the reply. Yep!

Bottoms up!

Speaking of cuties...

Whiskey sippers.

"No, that one's no good either. Take one more!"

I left the party only after they began asking folks to go. On my way out, I collected a bunch of the glasses folks had left behind on the various bars throughout the hall. I put them in a couple of cardboard boxes, and carried one under each arm.

Closing time.

Three of the glasses broke on the way home, but somehow I managed to keep thirty-four of them intact. Here they are freshly washed.

They're great for parties, which is convenient because my birthday party is just a few weeks away!


daniel said...

Where's the photo of the girl's ass you took? :)

Michael said...

I was photographing her boots, not her ass! :) The photo wasn't that good so I didn't post it.