I didn't know that I was going on a dude's weekend until we were a day in to our trip.  It stuck me on our way to the Mercedes-Benz Museum.<a class="tt-flickr tt-flickr-Large" title="Mercedes-Benz Museum" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29050866@N06/6189923732/"><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6175/6189923732_49cef58446_b.jpg" alt="Mercedes-Benz Museum" width="614" height="410" /></a>

The three of us, all girls, were enjoying a dude's weekend.

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[caption id="" align="alignnone" width="614" caption="Beer, Beer, Beer"]<a class="tt-flickr tt-flickr-Large" title="Beer, Beer, Beer" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29050866@N06/6186504108/"><img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6168/6186504108_0d4e411cb3_b.jpg" alt="Beer, Beer, Beer" width="614" height="410" /></a>[/caption]

We went to ogle cars,  drink beer, eat pretzels and sausage and to enjoy ourselves.

[caption id="" align="alignnone" width="614" caption="Enjoying a beer"]<a class="tt-flickr tt-flickr-Large" title="Enjoying a beer" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29050866@N06/6185940403/"><img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6167/6185940403_497f42451a_b.jpg" alt="Enjoying a beer" width="614" height="410" /></a>[/caption]

At each stop of our adventure, we found plenty of groups of men, boys, guys hanging out and having a great time and us. Something like this might intimidate other girls but not us. We just burped with reckless abandon because you're allowed to do that on a dude's weekend (or at least that's what we imagined guys do on holiday together).