Every Thursday a group of friends come together late into the night to skate the empty streets of Lisbon in a ritual they affectionately call Niterides. Downhill skateboarders and in-line skaters, male and female, push each other hard down quiet residential streets, through tunnels and along overpasses, laying claim to the city. When cops show up, they just move on to the next spot and start all over again. After all, they’re not delinquents; most have jobs and families and all that regular stuff, they just happen to like bombing down empty streets at night. Between spots they review their runs and laugh away their daily troubles over some beers. I was lucky enough to tag along with this tribe for a few nights and what I can say is this: in these crazy times we’re going through, maybe we should all be going on Niterides.