Am I at the airport?

You know the routine at the airport security.  Shoes off - shuffle your stuff around - everything out of your pockets - are you wearing a belt? - good luck with the kids and strollers - and the just the general mayham of it all.  Well last week while I'm getting ready for my turn, I pause.  Am I really hearing what I think I'm hearing?  Looking around to survey, yup - there is a lady on the other side of security playing an accordian of carnival music.  Very fitting.