Not even a night spent on 95 South only to face the inevitable throngs of pedestrian traffic could prevent me from enjoying a lovely evening along Providence's Water Place Park. What does this mean exactly? Well it was my WaterFire deflowering.

Combining the music, performance, boats and the key element of fire, WaterFire is a pretty cool deal. Ignore the sounds of police sirens and the glow from the Dave & Busters neon sign and you are transported to an ancient city, where roads have been replaced by waterways (Venice to mind or at least the Venetian) and live music floats through the city streets. The entire city was bathed in the amber glow of floating bonfires. And with the everpresent campfire-esque smell of smoldering wood and a stream minstrels playing, fire-jugglers juggling fire and the-oh-so mysterious man in white handing out red roses, the entire night had a very dreamy feel. And the company was rather nice. The night started with a sushi dinner on tatami mats and capped with fried dough on a Jersey barrier. All in all a pretty nice night.