When I first heard about this festival, I was very confused. Aviva was telling me Tel Aviv, but it was coming up when I put it into google maps in one of the most religious neighborhoods in Tel Aviv, Bnai Beraq. When I arrived, the germans were giving out condoms, and no one was giving samples. Also, the international selection was everything you can find in a hess station back at home. Nothing exotic, only one or two small microbreweries. I talked with a couple, and apparently, two weeks ago was the homebrewers festival - which was not even advertised, just word of mouth. They told me it was amazing.
After sampling a few beers, we were ready for some grub. Earlier, I had seen whole chickens roasting and assumed we could get the whole chicken. Turns out, you can't, so Aviva and I managed to convince the food staff to allow us to come behind the counter to at the very least take a picture with the chicken. Then, we split a burger.
I saw Mila as well, who was wearing this shirt which has many interpretations. I will leave it for you to interpret as you will. She came with her boyfriend, who is in the fourth photograph, and two friends (not shown). She also gave me a ride back to Tel Aviv, which was wonderful.
BCI 2005 unites.
BCI + Mila's boyfriend at the Tel Aviv Beer Festival.
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