We had attempted to go out to party two times by the time Friday night came around. The first time, the yahoos at the bar decided keeping all the lights on was a good idea. I have no idea what they were thinking. It felt like a middle school dance (only slightly less awkward). The second time, it was a Wednesday and not overly exciting. We were determined to try again.

We went to Lapa, which is an area close to el centro (downtown). I’d heard about Lapa but had never been. It was time to see if the hype was real.

We had to get out of the Uber a bit early because the streets we so crowded. People everywhere. Drinking and dancing in the streets. Seas of humans in a mood to celebrate. The energy was contagious.

After hearing some noises coming from a building, we decided to investigate. We soon found ourselves moving with a giant crowd of Brazilians. It was ideal.

After 30 minutes or so of being one with the drums, we decided to take a stroll. So many people everywhere. A giant party in the streets.

We sought refreshments, so naturally we went to one of the many alcohol carts which existed in the middle of gas station parking lots. The party infiltrated every crevice of the streets. We got a massive caipiroska (limes, sugar, and vodka…I think) for $2.50.

We then entered a new establishment to continue the dancing. We weaseled our way to the front of the dance floor to be closer to the band.

After a couple of hours of being jealous of the people with tables and buckets of drinks (thinking we would have to buy a table), we were pleasantly surprised when we were presented with such a coveted bucket when we bought two beers. I was very excited.

At 3am (which Ekaterina still maintains was too early), we called it a night. Lapa is an amazing place, and I’m grateful for Ekaterina’s suggestion that we go. I’ll certainly be back.