The editor reminisces on a legendary night out in Lithuania from ten years back ah the good old days! It turned out to be a fantastic decision. Apart from finding plenty of enthusiastic people to watch the remaining games of the Euros with, I was able to party in true Lithuanian fashion… which basically means overindulging in alcohol, embracing the spirit of adventure and revelling in complete randomness. And quite what happens during one blurry night in Vilnius you can read about right here in my latest post clue: it involves toxic soup, terrible chat up lines and armwrestling!
My friends decided it was high time to catch up on some Zs, but this party was so pre-hipster hipster that I decided to grab myself a few tinnies from the offie and try to make some new friends.
Because ten years ago I enjoyed such a bizarre night out that I still smile to myself now when I recall it. It was something like a Tuesday night and the city was stone dead, with barely a soul in sight, so on the way back from the pub we were pretty surprised when we stumbled upon a large throng of hip young things spilling out of a warmly lit doorway. And so we wandered into this urbane space full of retro designer furniture and Bohemian-looking locals. You can buy something to drink and come back.
The same guy who had pointed me in the direction of the liquor store shortly informed me that five of the six most important contemporary cultural figures of Vilnius were at this party, and I was pretty pleased with myself for having gatecrashed the best shindig in town. Indeed I was chatting to the gorgeous and debonair lady who owned the design store we were partying in, when someone grabbed me by the shoulder.
It was the DJ. But hey when in Vilnius…. His friend unbolted the door, revealing a disgustingly messy living room saturated in a thick haze of marijuana smoke. Well it was safe at least. He finished with a sermon about the future of electronica and a new concept of club night he had started called Never ie. Shame no one except me was listening by then… but I definitely appreciated it. And whereas the cute designer I had been chatting too earlier had fallen unconscious by now, my love affair with Vilnius, at least, was consummated.
