Waterfire

So last Saturday, after a very nice afternoon visit from several people, I drove down to Providence, Rhode Island with Herself. The purpose of this drive, besides indulging in a picnic dinner of sandwiches and homemade gazpacho (which was a bit too spicy, but that's another post), was to once again see Waterfire.

Well, see doesn't quite do it justice. Experience is a more apt description of the, well, experience. While your computer probably has sound (the fires are accompanied by a wide variety of music, often on water- or fire-based themes), it does not come with Smell-O-Vision to also pick up the aroma of cedar smoke that accompanies the experience.

Or the street scene, which in a small way is reminiscent of the evening wanderings in Spanish and other Mediterranean cities after dark.

This the main waterpark before sunset.

One of the torch ships goes by before lighting begins.

  
  
  

Oh, while we were there we had what Herself claims is a Rhode Island specialty (although Google Image Search turns up lots of places where they're made), the Eccles Cake. Regardless of its origin, they're tasty.