I say this a lot, but this time of year is the best in Germany. In late August, festival season comes sweeping in with barrels of beer and a plethora of wine. And pretzels, brats, brot, so on and so forth.
While we should be doing yardwork, bottling our wine, cleaning the house, organizing the office, or any number of things, we go out festing. Almost every cute little town has some sort of festival this time of year.