This happened at my first Pennsic.  There was an army marching to the
battlefield, singing together as they went.  Merchants were calling
out to passers-by about their wares.  People in all manner of clothing
met and talked and laughed and went on thir ways.  It all combined to
help slip the bonds of modern times and make me feel that I "had
always lived this way".  We've seen it happen to others in different
places and under various conditions, and it's always a good feeling.
