All true, but not nearly descriptive enough.
The "thing" was PRONK, the Providence Honk Festival. According to the PRONK website, PRONK offers "a heartfelt antidote to mainstream culture by inviting people from all walks of life to come together for a day set aside for the celebration of music." The more descriptive blurb says: "[W]e are a cacophonous street celebration with out of town brass bands! We are a street intervention like no other, with outfits and misfits from Rhode Island and beyond."
What is was for me was an opportunity to get out of homogeneous suburbia and dance in the streets with fun bands, colorfully garbed humans, and giant creatures.
Once the end of the parade passed, the revelers joined in. Trying to walk, dance, and keep an eye on seven children in a crowd, all while swiveling my head to avoid missing anything was a tough recipe for photography, but I did my best.
At the end of the parade, the music and dancing continued in place. The energy was incredible. I don't remember the last time I had this much fun.
By the end of our celebration, we had seven tired, hungry kids near bedtime. No amount of fun is going to prevent the cranky then, so we did what we had to do--fed them pizza and showed them iPhone videos until it was ready.
I love the space and the quiet of my little suburban town, but I'm hugely grateful to my city-dwelling friends for showing us that there is more to life than what our sleepy little town has to offer. If brass bands, misfits, and giant puppets are part of that, then count me in.