I don't even own a stroller, having been the victim of stroller-achilles heel accidents one too many times.
Talk about a sea of strollers, though...outdoor festivals in the Seattle area are insane with strollers! We've done July 4th, Labor Day, and several hours at a local fair so far, and almost everyone else is pushing these bulky things. They can't even see their babes.
For short term things I use my hotsling (which I love b/c of the label that's right in front, so even in noisy places I can just point when people ask...helps that it's a gorgeous custom-made one with brocade and sage twill), but for festivals I do the wrap cross in my huge piece of cloth. Even Maya-slinging mamas give me looks with my orange and yellow batik cloth!
Now that I can walk quickly again (pregnancy, 96 hours of wondrous labor plus transition, and the icky c-section took their toll on my poor hips) I love just breezing by the women struggling with their strollers or baby-buckets.
For the record, both DH and I tried to carry the baby-bucket once. I couldn't even get it out of the car without jostling Eamon so much if he hadn't been strapped in he would have been on the seat, and my big strapping strong hubby complained about the weight of baby+carseat. Neither of us tried it again. I guess we're lucky b/c even if he's asleep, when we take him out and start walking he goes back to sleep quickly (in arms or in sling) unless he's hungry, and I don't want him to sleep through hunger so that's OK too.
I love slinging and wrapping.