Sitting in Masryk cafe, listening to good music across the road. There are musicians up and down the road, and if you're standing in the middle between two crosswalks, it can be quite dissonant.
Stalls of food dot the road, alongside booths of crafts and political advocates. People dressed as brides or flowers, wearing big heads, or walking on stilts.
It's nice to be out and about. Along with 5,000 other people.