I might visit the slightly unhinged coffee van man at the market. He's quite switched on in a lot of ways, but he seems to have lived a difficult life and is struggling to carry the load somewhat. We have some interesting conversations, and he usually gives me a free coffee. Also there is a hotdog stand near him and I might get a hotdog.
Well the coffee guy wasn't there, and I got a ham and cheese thing instead of a hotdog. There was a trestle table with the first t scrubbed off, so I sat there a while waiting for a wrestle. Alas, no one wanted a wrestle. Disappointing all round, really.