Bring a good a backpack to walk around with.
Get one of those insulated cold food bags, or make one up out of a larger flexible cooler, and put it inside the backpack. Go to a Wal Mart or equivalent in town OUTSIDE the EAA gates every morning, and get cold water, re-freezeable cold packs, and non-melting snacks. Put the stuffr into the backpack.
When you walk around the EAA grounds and see all those highly valuable offers for a $3 cup of flat soda (without even a f***ing lid on the soda), and $6 for a really poor quality bratwurst (in Wisconsin for chrissakes), and $2 for a microscopic bag of chips... keep the money in your pocket, raise your middle finger, and send a message to the convention office about gouging their members to death.
In the late afternoon and early evening, go to the Vintage campground, near the southern or southeast side, and find an average looking maroon & silver Taylorcraft owned by my friend Suzy. It should have a bright green or orange colored ET alien sitting in the cockpit. Suzy and Roscoe and Bob and their various aviation friends will have the appropriate beverages chilled to the
correct temperature at all times. This area of the campgrounds in particular was the most frequent, and most genuinely sincere, of all the stops Paul used to make. It's where I had the privilege of meeting him for the second time, and offering an apology for the first

Tell them I said hi.