The only thing I ever knew about Rhode Island is that it was the smallest state on it was somewhere in a pile of east coast states that I could never figure out. Now which one is New York, that’s it, no that’s Pennsylvania. Where is Delaware again? I suck at geography. Really bad. So bad that I once, at the age of 30, lost a bet to someone because I insisted New England was a state. That is a true story.
So when my oldest son decided to go to a college in Providence, Rhode Island I was super excited. Maybe I would finally start to understand that cluster of states on the east coast. I haven’t gotten much better, but I can at least pick out the state of New York now. And Rhode Island of course.
I have absolutely fallen in love with the city of Providence. The architecture makes me swoon. It is filled with the feeling of history, something I suck far less at than geography. Also something I love. Every time I go, and that’s at least three times a year, I find another street and start snapping photo after photo. I have included some of my favorites in this post as well as some of my favorite haunts.
One cold morning I bundled up, grabbed a hot coffee and my camera and headed out. This slushy tree lined path made me swoon.
This was a different trip. No snow was on the ground. Yet still the notoriously winter grey sky. The architecture and the colors drew to this church. The green is so beautiful next to the red brick.
I love this Hampton Inn. In actuality I love all Hampton Inns. We travel all over the country for lacrosse tournaments and stay in a Hampton Inn any chance we get. The beds are fabulous, the free ready to eat breakfast is perfect for those mornings when we have to be on the field at 8:00 a.m. I particularly love this Hampton Inn because of it’s incredible location. It surrounded by amazing restaurants, shopping and architecture.
Look at all of the gorgeous detail on this church. It looks like a portion of this church is going to be turned into, “a museum that will look at those who made money in the slave trade — and those who opposed it. Churchgoers and clergymen filled both camps,” according to the Providence Journal. A beautiful historic building being turned into a reminder of the history of our country. Absolute perfection.
I am a sucker for red brick. That combines with the detail around the windows and over the entry, coupled with the stunning lighting a beautiful blue sky reflected in the window was irresistible to me.
I have no idea if this is vacant or full of life. I don’t know if it is or was an office building or apartments. I stood for a long time staring at the blue doors wondering what goes on behind them and thinking how much fun it would be to be 21 again and enjoying the single life in this building.
I am crazy for this little tavern. Keenan will typically have dinner with me, along with several of his friends, because when there is a mom in town and a free and good meal is being provided you are very popular. Then they tire of me and I drop them off at their dorm and head back to this little tavern where I can enjoy a glass of wine and then walk back to the Hampton Inn. Their food is incredible.
This is one of my absolute most favorite structures in Providence. I found while stumbling from my hotel to find coffee one morning. At first I thought perhaps my lack of coffee was making me hallucinate. Do you see it?
This beautiful front is just a facade on Weybosset Street. It was originally torn down and was going to be replaced, but due to a lack of funds it sits there as an eery reminder like so many other structures.
I walked by this sign thinking it was a tailor shop for days. Thankfully I finally realized it was a coffee shop. Make sure you get your espresso fix filled here.
And finally, during those few days when I wasn’t aware of the espresso behind the tailor, I ordered my coffee at one of those national chains. While the coffee wasn’t great this view always made me smile. Something about it made me feel like I was in Italy.