Clubbing in Ibiza is one thing that every clubber has an opinion on, it’s usually a touchy subject and if your point of view does not match the masses it can quickly leave you ostracised from many of your close mates. That being said, I’ve never been one to sit on the fence and am resigned to my opinions leaving me out in the cold.

Pacha Ibiza? I just don’t get it. I’ve tried and tried but I can’t for the life of me work out what the big deal is? Why do so many people think this is the best club in the world?

Yes the music is world class, residents like Eric Morillo guarantee you’ll be treated to some sublime sets. Yet that only makes the club all the more difficult to understand. Why does no one dance? Why do people just stand around posing and giving each other attitude?

I can only guess that it’s all about escapism. People walk into Pacha and suddenly they’re cool, they’ve left their own life at the door and joined the international jet set. By sunrise they could be on a yacht, sipping champagne with puff daddy.

Personally I’m comfortable with who I am and more than happy with my lot in life.

I’d much sooner be on the terrace at Space, shaking my stuff and singing along word for word. Failing that, in Amnesia with both hands held high, beaming from ear to ear as the beat drops and the smoke machine cracks into life.

Amnesia: Ctra. San Antonio, San Rafael;
tel: 971 198 041;
www.amnesia.es

Space: Playa D'en Bossa;
tel: 971 39 6793;
www.space-ibiza.es

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