Sunday Kim and I headed to City Park for our first ever City Park Jazz concert.  We had often heard about this weekly event during the summer, but always seemed to forget about it or have something else going on.  This past Sunday would be different.  A friend of ours mentioned that she was heading that way while we were with her on Saturday, and we promised to show up.  Around five on Sunday we hopped on our bikes and headed toward City Park.  We arrived a little after the concert had already started and immediately were blown away by the number of people there.  I had expected a bunch of people, but the odd stage configuration left little prime viewing places.  Therefore it was odd to see people sprawled to all ends of the park, out of site of the band, and often out of range to even hear the music.

Before finding any of our friends, we enjoyed a couple of songs from the Manuel Lopez Trio.  Kim also decided to get a snow cone from one of the nearby vendors.  There was a wide variety of food offerings, though no alcohol sold.  That doesn’t mean that alcohol isn’t allowed, you just have to bring it yourself, as most people did.  Eventually we found our friends out in the far limits of the crowd.  They had brought all sorts of food to eat while sitting on blankets and enjoying the weather, people watching, and the occasional blast of music.  We had a good time, but it was definitely different from what I had expected.  The weekly event merely seems like an excuse to get together, and not actually the reason.  Perhaps if there were adequate space, the crowd would be more into the music.