Usually, the first weekend of August means only one thing: Nachti in Olganitz. You, me and 2,998 friends, the lake, heavy music and a touch of that East German Dosenbier mayhem. This year, the fields stay quiet, so we’re taking things on the road. On August 2nd, Nachti lands at Else. Long hours on the Sonnendeck, an umbrella cocktail in hand, and as always, it’s never just the dancefloor, a few familiar detours included. A little different, still very much Nachti.