There's a large beer garden off to one side. With it is the solid smell of hops and beer ingrained wood.

A couple of people glance at them, arm in arm but no-one says anything, seeming to take it in their stride. A knot of students come racing towards them along the path, singing the German national anthem at the top of their lungs.

Jay chuckles as they pass. "I guess it's an international game then."