Saturday morning I woke up recalling a dream I had just had about the P.N.E. It has been years since I've been to the fair but in my dream I was there. It was extremely vivid, I saw and heard people on the rides, game booth boys calling out "step right up...", people passing by with huge gooey wads of pink cotton candy. I continued on my day not giving any more thought to the dream I had had. I spent the majority of the day reading, enjoying yet another book that I can't put down. Lucas, Kadir, Nika and I had not been to enjoy any of this years Symphony of Fire fireworks, we thought if there's one worth seeing it's the grand finale and I, in all the years I've seen them have always watched from Kitsilano's point of view, never from the front view of English Bay. So we decided to deal with the crowds last night and watch from front and center. We walked over the Burrard st. bridge and made our way down the seawall heading right for the epicenter of it all. As we reached our destination the crowds grew thicker and we were all amazed to see how the beach front had tuned into what looked like the P.N.E. There were bright lights, loud speakers, and vendors lined up all along the beach. I immediately was reminded of my dream. There were so many people we had to try a few times before we found somewhere to stand. We didn't have to wait long before Mexico's show began, half way through Kadir told me they would win, I said no because we hadn't seen the others. Fifteen minutes into their 25 minute performance I had to sit because I thought my legs were going to give out, I was frustrated. Before the grand finale the winner was announced...Mexico! The crowd went wild, Kadir was right, and I thought "What luck, to come see the best." I stood up again for the finale...WOW! That last minute was incredible, just breathtaking. As soon as it was over we formed a four person chain and started making our way back to the bridge. Beach ave. was closed down and we became part of a moving mass of people taking up the whole street as far as I could see. By the time we reached the bridge the crowds began to thin out and we continued our walk to the car. Although we were all tired (and some of us had to pee -- refusing to stand in ridiculously long lines to use a disgusting port-a-potty) we were all glad we went.