  indisa 2004 -- part two ( urlLink click for more hot off the press pictures ) indisa 2004 at the SUB (student union building) didn't leave me with the greatest desire to continue partying into the night (that ordeal was four hours in length, and i had been out for two hours before that).... then we arrived at copacabana where the afterparty was being held (i was grumbling the entire way, i don't like the club). it was much the same way as i remembered it: more restaurant than dance club, with a match-box sized dance floor that looks happening even if five people are on it. i'll give copa some credit: it is unlike any other place in halifax. what with the plushy restaurant tables and booths and a classier bar, you get the feeling you have stepped into a steamy, intimate, little lounge in cuba (not that i have been to one or to cuba for the matter) where the focus is more on lounging (than in other clubs) than on dancing. what also did it for making copa an acceptable place to be saturday night was the influx of people partying with their friends.
we (indisa people) were like one massive group of, er, friends and that generates much better atmosphere than 50 separate groups trying to show up each other... by far . further, at the request of party-goers, the dj played some of the music we heard during the dance shows and that stuff (apologies to hkpop and a-pop) totally rocks. it really makes you want to move to it.... so i did. but... copa would close and the night was still young (only 2 a.m.! ) and so we rolled / strolled to the dome . some drama had gone down between one of the guys in our group and his girlfriend-of-ten-days. apparently the steamy club environment had caused too much of a lusty sentiment and a lust triangle formed.
of course, i half-amusedly / half-disgustedly observed the triangle for quite some time on the dance floor but in his intoxicated state, he had not noticed it until, i don't know, it all clicked for him. then he snapped. sigh. kids. first thing at the next club, i got caught in a "traffic jam" on the main stairwell and one snotty guy from montreal would say that haligonians don't know how to deal with traffic.
yeah, we're too nice to each other in clubs here and stuff.... it didn't take long for me to run into w. thank goodness, because upon seeing him i was able to turn off the prowl and put on blinders for the rest of the evening. it was fun just to hang out at the bar and chat - even overtaking fun that would be dancing. at 3:45 it was still too early to call it a night so we went to my favourite 24-hour coffeeshop on the waterfront in the wee hours of the morning for good convo and fruit-topped cheesecake! :D urlLink read more.... 
