Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Teatro Kapital


Madrid's nightlife literalizes the phrase "Go big or go home."  Coming from a country where bars and clubs start flashing lights and tunneling you out on the streets at 1:30am, imagining a continuous all-night party seemed not only unconventional, but impractical.  How do Spaniards manage to dance the night away, and still awake at a (semi-) regular hour to commence their normal lives?  We haven't figured that one out yet.

One of the things Shawn and I had been most looking forward to when I visited was going out to Teatro Kapital, the biggest club in town.  It boasts seven stories and multiple different kinds of music, and boy did it deliver ten-fold.  There were even sponsored themed bars, one all-blue for Bombay Sapphire, and another highlighted with bright green for Bacardi mojito. 


After standing in line for the wrong club for half an hour like a couple of idiots, we made it to the proper Kapital entrance and decided to start from the top and work our way down.  We grabbed our mojitos and made it up to the rooftop terrace, replete with fountains, chic lighting, and lounges.  After some fresh air there, it was time to make our way down...


From that point on the night was a whirlwind of reggaeton, hip hop and house, staircases, a Native American drummer, Beyonce, people-watching, scantily-clad dancers, confetti cannons and air blasts, and the most perfect song ever to end a night to: No Scrubs by TLC.  It was so nice to have the time to just enjoy the progression of the night and not feel like we had to rush rush rush to see and enjoy it all quickly.


So many things throughout the night made us think of all our other friends, and we kept saying, "If this is fun, imagine what it would be like with everybody!" We continued making our way through the different rooms enjoying the music and shows and crazies, and still before I knew it Shawn was saying we should get going because it was well after 5am! We grabbed a kebab for the walk home and crashed some time after six. I never thought I'd make it that long without falling asleep on the dancefloor, but now I can't wait to do it again!

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