Sirens blared and people wandered without purpose. The same look on each face, rare in a set of chaos, was a smile from ear to ear.

The streets got so congested that simply walking a block felt like Beltway gridlock. But nobody cared.

The police cheered and threw T-shirts into the crowd. It seemed like every spectator drank beer and many others enjoyed more recently legalized substances. The scent was constant throughout the crowd.

The vibe was more Mardi Gras than midterm elections. And it was amazing.

It’s been 26 years since DC held a championship parade for one of its own sports teams, but ends up, the city remembered how to party quite well.

The Capitals won the 2018 Stanley Cup, and with the win erased a long title drought and brought unseen joy to Washington.

Block after block after block saw unbridled joy. Nobody cared they couldn’t move. Nobody cared pretzel carts found absurdly inconvenient parking spots.

Everyone cared that Alex Ovechkin hoisted the Cup.

Everyone cared that the Caps won.

Everyone cared that DC won.

And that, more than anything else, carried the day. It was a tremendous result for the Caps, for the city and for the hundreds of thousands of people that attended the parade.