To commemorate the eruption of Mount Vesuvius (which totally happened on April 1st, 79 A.D.). We have one of the last surviving witnesses to the historical event, and he wants to let you know what’s sup by offering you a sampling of his accounts. Along with his adoptive son he will share how he took flight from the damn huge explosion, escaping on a primitive wooden raft down a rushin river. You’d be a fool to miss this one! So starting at 2pm, hurry in to meet him and drink in his weath of knowledge . . . he only comes around once per year and chooses where he stops in his travels.