After an incredibly delicious and inexpensive dinner, my husband and I walked back to our hotel around 10pm. As we are walking, I think I hear music. I have had a few glasses of wine, it could be just in my head....but, no! It is music! Even better, some sort of polka with a tuba and an accordion. We cut over a few blocks to the park and find the bandstand twinkling, old people and babies dancing, and the air filled with the most charming music - all this on a Wednesday. Probably the greatest way to spend two hours laying in the grass on a Wednesday night.