Dear Honk, I just wanted a quick sandwich

Street festivals...fun if there's warning and one is prepared for them, surreal nightmare of crowding and noise and a surprising feeling of public exposure if one is not.

I will probably never like Honk, but particularly not as long as I live so close to the square -- I can hear it from my house, inescapably -- and when it happens on a hot day. This time it blocked the TWO closest ways to my sandwich, and when I finally got there they were out of what I went for.