Magaluf Nightlife Guide
We’ve all grown up hearing clichés about “cities that never sleep” and “the capitals of 24/7.” Perhaps, one of the reasons these famous cities never sleep is because they’re trying, really hard, to catch up with Magaluf’s nightlife.
For the uninitiated, Magaluf is where the definitive, unabashed revelry begins, and ends. Here, the day starts when the sun sets, and the club scene is virtually designed to completely ruin clubbing anywhere else for you. From manic Foam Parties to destination bachelor parties, Magaluf’s nightlife has something for everyone. Well, at least for everyone over the legal age limit.
For a crash course in Magaluf’s club scene, “the strip” is your best bet. This is a revered location for ardent party people, a species also known as Nocturnas Sapien Sapien. It seems to have a mystical gravitational pull, which draws all the fun and revelry towards itself. The destination boasts of some of Europe’s best and biggest nightclubs. And their sheer quantity has ensured that each club offers something unique to attract, and keep, your attention. To experience as many clubs as you can, simply walk up the strip, as the sun goes down. This is arguably the best way to savor not just The Strip’s ambience, but to also fraternize with the uber-friendly club representatives, viciously vying for your attention.
Along your walk, or maybe your stagger, keep your eye open for the massive nightclub famous for its infamous Foam and Popcorn parties. A few hours at one of their Foam Party and even the sauciest wet T-shirt contest will seem like your 8-year old niece’s pool party. The two events are so bizarre, freeing and unique, that it should be a near crime to miss them. In fact, in the Party People’s lawbook, it probably is.
For those who hunt in the stag, Magaluf’s legendary nightlife is at its peak during summers. The scene in this season is the reason why girls and boys get coal in their sock from Saint Nicolas, come Christmas. The girls, with an umbrella drink in each hand, clearly dislike clothes. And the men are never heard complaining. Little wonder then, Magaluf is also “affectionately” called Shagaluf. During these few months, the nightlife goes from thumping to downright insane. And even though the city’s staggering, slurring visitors party well after the cows come home, they still manage to catch a lot of the tangerine sun. Not surprisingly, sunburnt faces are as common at the nightclubs as spilt drinks. For the truly party-hardy crowd, Magaluf in summers is like Mardi Gras and Spring Break, on steroids!
Clearly, Magaluf is unapologetic about its crazy clubs and wild reputation. In fact, it thrives on it. And to experience all that this frenzied little destination has to offer, inhibitions are best checked at the customs. This brazen, indulgent destination is in a wonderfully blissful drunken stupor almost all through the year. And one would really have to come down with malaria or some third world disease to have a disappointing time.