Now I feel called-upon to tell my best Food & Wine story. We're "locals" but still have at least an hour-and-a-half drive depending on traffic, so we usually head out before the real fun starts, but one year..
I was in line behind several young woman, one of whom had her foot in a monstrous cast and was in a wheelchair. It wasn't a F&W booth, just the regular one in France that sells crepes; I was settling for a crepe before we left because the booth lines were so long. The line was still pretty long but not as bad as those for the festival booths.
During the wait I was kept entertained by the drunken antics of the girls in front of me. When we got almost to the front, they conferred about what they were going to get, but they couldn't figure out from the little F&W pamphlet what alcoholic drinks were offered there. I informed them that this wasn't a festival booth and that they didn't sell any alcohol. They were hilariously dismayed. I pointed them in the direction of the France booth and the two ambulatory girls rushed off to get in line. The wheelchair-bound girl hollered after them not to leave her and they came back for a minute. They started to push her but she said an expletive and hopped up out of her wheelchair and said she wasn't going to use it anymore, that it was going to take forever to drink around the world if they had to push her all the way. I tried to convince them that she should stay in the chair, but they abandoned it and took off.
I know she was feeling no pain at the time, but I have to think that that leg was probably hurting her a lot the next day. I just hope she didn't re-injure herself.