Clearing off your plate and downing the glass, you wash it and place them in the drying rack. No need to be a lousy guest. Ducking once again through the archway and making toward the door, Twilight and some other dark blue pony talk. They are so engaged with whatever it is they’re talking about that you go through the front without hindrance. Taking a moment to breath in the fresh air and looking around, you pick a random direction and just start walking.
 
It’s better than last time. No guard to escort you gives a sense of freedom, and the ponies don’t avoid you like before. There’s still looks of curiosity and whatnot, but a few even wave a hoof at you and say good morning, along with other pleasantries. There always seems to be something going on somewhere, from ponies going in various directions about their lives to a few huddled together in conversation. Perhaps without electronic entertainment, they more or less enjoy the company of each other the most. From what happened yesterday, from the chasing crowd to the large group at the town hall gathering to hear you, it shows that they are very social creatures. The fact they seem to be enjoying just doing what they’re doing makes you wonder what daily life is like.
 
Continuing, feeling the ground underneath your bare feet and seeing how many colors you can pick out amongst them, you stop when there’s some sort of sound. Coming around a corner, you begin to notice there’s a pattern to it as it gets louder. A sort of twanging music becomes your beacon as it leads you to a park. Amongst the ponies going about their daily activities, you see a minty green one on a bench with a string instrument surrounded by a golden aura. You’ve seen her before, Lyra, if you recall yesterday correctly. She was one of the talkers that stayed the longest after the conference. There’s another that you recognize too, though you don’t know her name. The rainbow maned one currently playing with a ball asked all sorts of questions about what kinds of “cool” things you could do, but lost interest and flew away. A few stalls that look like they are easy to put up and take down scatter the pathways, with ponies scattered about. One yellow with a pink mane walking a tiny alligator catches your attention… wait, alligator?
 
Whatever. The music is nice to hear as you just stand there, taking everything in. This stroll helped get you out of that library, but what to do… you don’t have to stand here and just people watch. Erm, pony watch…
 
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