I was walking through town and heard music that sounded like Eric Clapton. Then I noticed a man playing a guitar. Street performers are cool enough then I realized he was a troubadour. The difference? He didn’t have an open guitar case or coffee cup to put money in. The only possession close to him was a water bottle. He was singing in the street just for the love of it. I wanted to request that he make commentaries about the passerbys and general town life but I didn’t want to interrupt him. Sadly, he was not there the next day so I don’t know if he’s the town troubadour or just a passing through troubadour.