Geeky Yet Waterproof

Saturday was the much anticipated Ivete Sangalo concert. As I mentioned before, Ivete is one of the most popular singers here in Brazil, and her concerts are huge. This one was to take place in a soccer stadium by the beach, in a city called Guarujá.
In the car were Iza, Cintia, Pamela (their cousin), Cassio, and me. It took us two hours to get to Guarujá, and we had to cross a ferry boat (or “balsa”). The concert was supposed to start at 7pm and we arrived about half an hour later, but the first three hours(!!) were just the opening band, with the real concert scheduled to start at around 10pm or so.
We hung around partying in the parking lot for a long time, just like everyone else there. (Was anybody actually watching the opening band?) Somebody’s car in the middle of the parking lot even had the rear open playing loud Ivete music the whole time. Everyone was really excited!
Eventually it started raining, and as the minutes went by the rain fell harder and harder. After about 20 minutes, it was no longer rain. It was a shower with the faucet turned on all the way. Soon, the wind picked up too, and it was a full-out Brazilian rainstorm.
Finally at about 10:30pm, we started heading over to the stadium to go in. There was a male and female line to get our tickets checked, so Cassio and I had to split up from the rest to go to our line… but it wasn’t a line. It was a mob. It was a bacterial culture. It was a roaring ocean tide. Several times everybody almost fell over on each other because it was like an augmented form of dominoes! I hung onto the rail along with three other people, and not only did my arm almost get torn off, but the rail started falling over, and would have done so if the cops hadn’t been constantly beating people back. Cassio warned me that sometimes they have to use pepper spray when it gets “really” bad, so be careful.
When we finally got in, it was a war zone. The stands had already collapsed and the stage was falling apart… canopies where flying everywhere like sails, and we were ready to run, should the whole structure start to fall. (Later we saw on the news that the winds were up to 100kph.)
I had never seen anything like this! It was all chaos, and it was… fun! Everyone was completely soaked through and through, and it was freezing with the wind… and it was awesomeness.
But then we found out that they had cancelled the show! Nooo! After all that! There was no way it would have been able to go on however, without having to take Ivete to the hospital afterwards for being blown off the stage or something.
Nobody wanted to leave yet, so we stayed for a little while, huddling around trying to keep warm and chanting with everyone else, “Ero ero ero! Eu quero meu dinheiro!”, before heading back.
On the drive home, there was a lot of traffic very similar to the “line” to get into the stadium, because suddenly all these people were driving home at once. There was even a guy lying in the middle of the road who fell off his motorcycle, with paramedics standing around him!
By the time we got back, it was 3am… and the concert hadn’t even happened! But even though we didn’t get to see Ivete, we still had fun partying, fighting, and almost drowning.