I went to a Quincianera celebration once, when I was 16, and thought I was going to dance my feet off to the ankles.
I don’t recall how late it lasted, but I do recall dancing. And dancing. And DANCING!
And it wasn’t even my party!
La Quinceanera was already looking exhausted at 8:00, but more people were still arriving! Punctuality just isn’t important to them, which is fine as long as everyone’s on the same page.
They were on time (1:50) for the church service, which was important. Father Gary was having a minor tizzy because he’d forgotten it was happening, and people were coming at 3:00 to decorate for Advent.