A violin sings in the night air and candles light the street. People are dressed in colorful clothes as they celebrate. Wine flows and people drink and dance. Some in bare feet others in ornate shoes. The stones in the square crack and echo as they are tapped by the souls of shoes and slip upon by bare feet. Exuberance fills the hearts of the people who dance with joy on Cobblestone streets in a place where cares do not exist, even if for a single night.