Rock up here in whatever you wore at the beach and resign yourself to the fact that, like BarChick you’re likely to lose your flip-flops.
Welcome to a packed, open plan bar straight off the beach, nice. Neon signs, picnic tables (strictly for dancing only) and a huge makeshift dance floor fashioned out of about 20 squares of foam is what you’ll find here, plus two separate outdoor bars, this is comfort dancing at its best. Check the rad sound system; it’ll be blaring big, phat, cheesy beats from pretty early on.
This place is all hot hippies, fire dancers and booze sold in buckets (for real) so it goes without saying that you’re probs gonna lose your cool. Be sure to bring sun cream for the walk of shame home.
Photo credit: ©2012 Scott d'Almeida Photography