Lessons from the Street-Hannah

I just got back from doing some street playing this evening. I made a total of 80$ in about 4 hours, which I did in two shifts. The farmers market down here was having a "Harvest Moon Festival" with lots of booths, lots of people, and lots of money.
I smell like hippies right now, this most recent shift was spent across the sidewalk from a hippie dude and his hippie girlfriend selling hippie memorabilia and henna tattoos, so now I smell like henna and incense.

Anyway, not only is street playing a fun way to make some money (and see hippies) but you can also learn a lot about people out there.

For one, the people that can afford the least, often give the most.

Children still have a sense of wonder and appreciation of beauty that most adults, in the hum drum of life, have forgotten. Some parents understand this and some don't.

Most people don't care about the mistakes, those that do are not worth your time.

Some people are more willing to give if you smile at them, some only care about the music.

Non-mormons will often give more than mormons.

Only one person in all of ogden knows that the song is called "Ashokan Farewell" and not "That Song from the Civil War"

Most people don't understand that you can't answer their questions and play the fiddle at the same time.

Hard work and time pay off.

People are generally good, giving, and appreciative.

It makes me realize that humanity is not as pathetic as I sometimes think.
It also makes me wonder how many random people have pictures of me on their cameras right now.