BarChick found the party people; the kids at this ruin bar go hard. Think, gritty, cheap and with more backpackers than Ko Pha Ngan, thanks to the hostel upstairs. Party hunters flock from all over Europe to play in here, and it’s easy to see why thanks to its 7 bars, 2 stages and weird and whacky sh*t.

The enchanted forest out back is trippy and guarded by a winged creature (some sort of love child of an owl and a horse), hares run across the ceiling and trees stand tall. Dive into the mole hole if it all gets too much or lose yourself in one of the upside down rooms upstairs. When it comes to boozing, don’t go asking for cocktails; in here, shots, beers and mixers are drunk by the bucket load.

Like the half human / half animal pictures that line the walls, by the time 6am comes round you’ll have no idea which half you belong to. Just accept the fact that tomorrow ain’t gonna be pretty.