Not in the Welcome Packet I live in Erlangen, Germany. You don't know where that is? Yeah, exactly, me either. That is until the last couple of weeks the locals have been getting giddy. Germans being giddy is not naturally occurring behavior, and so it warranted pertinent scientific investigation for why they were stockpiling beer and foreshadowing things like something out of Game of Thrones.
It's, from local accounts, Oktoberfest on crack. From the cautionary tales it sounds like the underground part of the movie Beerfest, only real and for 12 days. This town just became a whole lot more interesting.