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3. ABOUT THE FREE ENTRANCES TO THE CLUBS

  • CLUB DEALS: YOUR SECRET WEAPON AGAINST IBIZA’S PRICE-GOUGING VAMPIRES” 

    THE GRIFT:
    Ibiza clubs charge €30 for water? Cool story. Here’s how we fight back:

    Discounted entries to spots where the bouncers pretend not to speak English.

    Free guestlist slots – because paying €500 for “VIP” is just fancy extortion.

    HOW TO UNLOCK:

    Normal mode: Grab passes at check-in (if you survive our ID scan).

    Pro gamer move: Email info@oceanbeat.es with “SAVE ME FROM BANKRUPTCY” 
    We’ll hook you up pre-party so you can flex on the peasants in line.
     

    WHY BOTHER?
     Keep your cash for important things (like bribing the DJ).
    Pretend you’re a baller – until the 4AM kebabs hit.
     

    DISCLAIMER:
    Free entry ≠ free gift. You’ll still cry when you see the cocktail prices.

  • CLUB DEALS: YOUR WEEKLY DOSE OF IBIZA’S UNDERGROUND GREASE” 

    THE ROTATING MENU OF MAYHEM:

    Usual suspects: Ushuaïa (where your credit card goes to die), Hï (yes, the umlaut costs extra), Club Chinois (for when you crave dumplings with drops), Es Paradis (the name’s ironic, trust us).

    Wildcards: SWAG (bring your cringe), EDEN (Adam and Eve couldn’t afford this), Baloo (jungle vibes, zero pants), Tantra (namaste turnt).

    Secret handshakes: Hate these? We’ll bribe any club on the island. Just ask.

    FINE PRINT (WE DON’T DO BORING):

    Deals cling to PARTIES, not venues – like drunk tourists to a pool float.

    Some clubs only play nice on Tuesdays or when Saturn’s in retrograde. Blame their ego.

    HOW TO HACK THE SYSTEM:
     WhatsApp our hotline: +34 673 81 98 02
    Text “FOMO EMERGENCY” for instant intel.

    PRO TIP:
    Mention “Baloo’s jungle juice” – secret code for “I’m too cheap for bottle service.”

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„Cheers for cruising by! 


We get it – booking a boat party isn’t like ordering a pizza. (Unless your pizza comes with a DJ and free drinks… then maybe.)

Before you commit:
Dive into our FAQ, Terms, and all the juicy deets. Still scratching your head? Perfect.

Hit us up:
Slide into our DMs via the Contact Page or WhatsApp us at +34 673 81 98 02. We’re here to chat – no bots, no BS, just humans who love making your trip legendary. (Or Maybe not, Find Out!)

Now go forth, explore, and let’s turn those “maybes” into “hell yeses!”

1. GENERAL QUESTIONS

  • „BOOK DIRECT OR REGRET IT LATER. 
    We’re the OG ticket source – no middlemen, no hidden fees, just the best prices and instant confirmations. Oh, and we’re the ONLY boat party ever to snag TripAdvisor’s Travellers’ Choice Award so often (hard flex, but true).

    PSA: 90% of our tickets are dust before you even land. Want FOMO? Don’t book now.

    Still scrolling? Your future self is already facepalming.

    BOOK NOW – or DM/WhatsApp +34 673 81 98 02 if you’re into last-minute heroics.

  • GROUP DISCOUNTS: BECAUSE MORE CRAZY PEOPLE = MORE FUN 
    Got 6+ rebels? Congrats – our system slaps a fat discount on your booking, no begging required. Just:
    1. Book like a normal person  → 2. Pick your date → 3. Slam in „6+ guests“ → 4. Watch the price drop like a bassline

    „But what if I’m bad at math?“
    If you book 5 or fewer? No discount, duh.

    Want an extra sweet deal?
    Text +34 673 81 98 02 on WhatsApp and whisper „I need that under-the-table Sangria discount“ 

    PS: Tickets sell faster than the captain’s patience at check-in. Don’t be the group that splits up because Karen forgot to book. 

  • „HEN/STAG PARTIES: YOUR LAST NIGHT OF FREEDOM DESERVES IBIZA-STYLE INSANITY 
    Got a crew of degenerates ready to turn „I do“ into „Did we really do that?“ We’re in.

    How it works:

    1. Email info@oceanbeat.es with:

      • Your wildest demands (Strippers? Fireworks? A DJ dressed as a priest? We’ve seen it all.)

      • How many poor souls you’re dragging into this

      • Dates – because even chaos needs a schedule

      • Everything else that’ll make your ex jealous

    2. We’ll reply with a plan so properly unhinged, your squad will think you sold a kidney to afford it.

    Why trust us?
    We’ve been corrupting marriage send-offs since Ibiza was still using dial-up. No judgment. No limits. No survivors.

    PS: Standard tickets are for amateurs. Real legends go bespoke.

  • YOUR SURVIVAL KIT FOR SMOOTH SAILING 

    1. SPY CHECK (BUT MAKE IT SEXY) 
    Snap a pic of your ID – no need for glam shots, just prove you’re not a wanted pirate.

    2. TICKET TO MADNESS
    Your phone = golden ticket. Show the e-ticket or print it (one per crew is enough).

    3. CASH: THE ULTIMATE WINGMAN 
    If your wallet’s been slacking, bring cash to settle the score. Check your e-ticket – it’ll SNITCH on your payment status.

    4. NON-NEGOTIABLE: 
    Leave the drama at the hotel – but pack your grin. We’ll handle the rest. 

2. ABOUT OUR IBIZA BOAT PARTY

  • AFTERNOON BOAT PARTY

    Check-in starts at: 01:45 pm

    Boarding starts at 02:45 pm
    Party time: 3:00 pm to 6:00 pm
    Meeting location: VANILLA BEACH 

     Location: Paseo Playa d'en Bossa, Carrer de La Punta, 5, 07800 Eivissa, Illes Balears, Spain

    SUNSET BOAT PARTY

    Check-in starts at: 05:15 pm

    Boarding starts at 06:15 pm
    Party time: 06:30 pm to 09:30 pm
    Meeting location: VANILLA BEACH

     Location: Paseo Playa d'en Bossa, Carrer de La Punta, 5, 07800 Eivissa, Illes Balears, Spain

  • “TOURIST TRAPS? NAH – WE’RE HERE TO SABOTAGE YOUR INSTA-CLICHÉS” 

    THE RIDE:
    Playa d’en Bossa – but only the bits your hotel won’t show you (overpriced mojitos).
    Secret bays Google Maps swears don’t exist – blame our captain’s 20-year vendetta against algorithms.
     Views so illegal, they’ll make your ex’s vacation pics look like a Zoom background.

    WHAT TO EXPECT:

    Saltwater facials > spa days.

    Hidden coves where even influencers fear to tread.

    Sunset vibes that’ll ruin all future sunsets for you.

    DISCLAIMER:
    This isn’t a “cruise” – it’s a plot twist for your summer. 

  • SWIM STOP RULES (YES, THERE ARE RULES)
     

    THE DEAL:
    Midway through the madness, we’ll park our floating chaos at Amante Bay – where the water’s so blue, it’ll make your ex’s pool look like a puddle. Dive in, cool off, or just float like a regretful jellyfish.
     

    BUT – CAPTAIN’S LAW IS ABSOLUTE:
    Our salty legend decides if the Mediterranean’s mood swings allow swimming. Why?

    If Poseidon’s throwing a tantrum (choppy waves = nope).

    If the currents are sneakier than a Tinder date (safety first, chaos second).

    If the weather’s got zero chill (we’re fun, not suicidal).
     

    PSA:
    No swim? No sob stories. We’ll flex Plan B: extra rum, shady gossip, and pretending we meant to “just cruise” all along. 

  • YOUR EARDRUMS CALLED – THEY WANT A DIVORCE
     

    THE SOUND SYSTEM SITUATION:

    Our boats aren’t staffed with DJs – we deploy beat terrorists.

    Resident legends + guest mercenaries (Plastik Funk, 2 Elements, etc.) tag-team to punish the dancefloor.

    Genre? Yes.
     

    WHAT TO EXPECT:

    Bass drops so filthy, you’ll need a shower after (saltwater’s free).

    Tracklists curated to make your Spotify Wrapped look basic.

    Zero chill. Zero cheese. Just vibe warfare from dock till dawn.

    WARNING:
    Dancing is mandatory. Regrets are guaranteed. Hydration? That’s on you.

  • YOUR LIVER’S WORST NIGHTMARE (WE’RE PROUD OF IT)

    THE LIQUID LORE:

    3 HOURS OF FREE MAYHEM
    Standard/VIPs: Chug icy Estrella, drown in Don Simon’s “sangria” (it’s 80% fruit, swear), or mainline soda like a toddler. Your funeral.

    Basic Ticket Broke Boys:
    Pay-as-you-go mode activated. Don’t worry, prices won’t scalp you harder than your last Tinder date.

    UPGRADE YOUR POISON:
    Premium Long Drinks – for when you want your bad decisions to taste like a vacation.
    Cocktails – less “mixology”, more “weaponized happiness”.

    WARNING:
    Hydration? That’s what seawater’s for.

  • NO CLOTHES? NO PROBLEM. BUT LET’S BE REAL…
     

    THE RULES WE IGNORE (AND THE ONE WE DON’T):

    Dress code? Wear that swimsuit that screams “I’m here to ruin relationships” – or go full Bond villain in a speedo. We’re not judgy.

    “Valuables”? Bold move, Darwin. Lost your Rolex? Our insurance covers “bad life choices” – but only up to three tequila shots’ worth.
     

    PRO TIP:
    If your outfit doesn’t look like a Netflix reality show subtitle, you’re overdressed.

    PS: Nudity isn’t banned – but prepare for unsolicited shark impressions.

OCEANBEAT IBIZA BOAT PARTY

QUESTIONS & ANSWERS

4. ABOUT OUR VIP OPTIONS

  • SILVER VIP: YOUR TICKET TO BEING BASIC (BUT IN A LUXE WAY)

    THE PERKS FOR PEOPLE WHO THINK “PLEBS” IS A VERB:

    Priority boarding: Skip the peasant line – your yacht shoes deserve better.

    “Exclusive” mid deck: A “safe space” with bouncers to block randos (and your bad decisions).

    Private hostess: Your personal hype-woman/photographer/therapist. Use her to make the plebs jealous.

    €50 free-spend OR Prosecco – because basic tastes better bubbly.

    “AND MUCH MORE” (Translation: We’ll blackmail DJs to play your cringe playlist).

    CATCH:
    Only XX tickets left – rarer than common sense at 3AM.

    UPGRADE NOW → Before the gold VIPs steal your spotlight.

  • “GOLD VIP: FOR PEOPLE WHO THINK ‘MONEY CAN’T BUY CLASS’ IS A DARE” 

    THE PERKS (FOR THE NOUVEAU RICHE IN A HURRY):

    Super-priority boarding: Cut the line like a billionaire dodging taxes.

    “Luxury” gold zone: A VIP area with Instagram-worthy shade (read: one palm tree) and cushions that’ve seen more drama than Love Island.

    Private hostess: Your personal hype-manager. She’ll laugh at your jokes (fake it) and hide your phone when you text your ex (again).

    €100 free-spend OR Laurent-Perrier – because Prosecco is for silver peasants.

    “PLUS MUCH MORE” (Translation: We’ll Photoshop you into the DJ booth if you beg hard enough).

    CATCH:
    Only X tickets left – rarer than humility in a crypto bro.

    UPGRADE NOW → Before someone realizes you’re faking it ’til you make it. 

6. OTHER QUESTIONS

  • FOOD RULES (YES, WE’RE JUDGING YOUR SNACK GAME)
     

    THE DEAL:

    Chef’s Daily Plot Twist: Paella so flamenco-dramatic it’ll make your abuela cry. Or pasta that’s basically edible confetti. Veggie options? Sure – but we know you’re lying about being vegetarian.

    Snack Smugglers Beware: Your Doritos aren’t welcome here. Why?

    Security ninjas (with a sixth sense for contraband Cheetos).

    Legal jargon: “Regulations” = code for “we’d rather you spend €20 on our overpriced tequila.”

    UPGRADE YOUR LUNCH:
     Paella – tastes better when it’s free (and you’re slightly sunburned).
    Pasta – carbs to cushion the coming hangover.

    OR ELSE:
    Try sneaking in snacks? Enjoy eating them in the shame corner while we blast “Criminal” by Fiona Apple. 

  • UNDER 18? HERE’S HOW TO HACK THE SYSTEM (LEGALLY)

    THE LOOPHOLE:
    Yes, we’re fun – not felons. If you’re still rocking a ”My First Hangover” merit badge, email info@oceanbeat.es with:
     Subject line: “HELP, I’M TOO YOUNG TO BE THIS COOL”
    We’ll send your folks a permission slip that’s basically a ”Yes, ruin my child” legal waiver.

    HOW IT WORKS:

    Your parents sign it (we don’t ask why they’re crying).

    You pretend it’s for a school trip (wink wink).

    We all pretend we don’t know you’re 17 (until the Instagram evidence surfaces).

    PRO TIP:
    Lie and say it’s for a ”youth sailing seminar”. Works 60% of the time, every time. 

  • CANCELLATION RULES (WE’RE NOT HEARTLESS, JUST SELECTIVELY MERCIFUL)

    THE FINE PRINT FOR:

    Basic Ticket Darwinists: 
    No refunds. No reschedules. No sympathy. You clicked “I Agree” – we’re not your mom.

    Other Humans With Souls (Standard & VIP's): 
    Cancel or reschedule up to 6h pre-party. Need a new date? Pick literally any day until the apocalypse up to 2 Years (if we’re not booked).

    HOW TO BEG FOR MERCY:
    Email ticket@oceanbeat.es
    WhatsApp +34 673 81 98 02
    (Subject line suggestion: “HELP, MY EX IS STALKING ME”)

    DISCLAIMER:
    “Space available” = when our boat isn’t hosting a mermaid rave

  • MISSED THE BOAT? YOUR FOMO HAS A 2-YEAR SHELF LIFE” 

    THE DEAL:
    So you ghosted our party? Cool. We’ll keep your shame on ice for 730 days – because even vampires need a social life.

    HOW TO UNF*CK YOUR FUTURE:

    Pick any date before 2028 (or until climate change sinks us).

    Cross fingers we’re not booked solid with people who actually show up.

    Reschedule here → ticket@oceanbeat.es / WhatsApp +34 673 81 98 02

    DISCLAIMER:
    After 2 years? Your ticket becomes a museum relic. Enjoy explaining that to your therapist. 

  • SMOKING RULES (WE SEE YOU, PYRO)”

    THE DEAL:

    Designated Smoking Zone: AKA “The Cough Corner” – puff away without setting the boat (or our patience) on fire.

    Ashtrays Provided: Use ’em. Or volunteer to swim back collecting your butts like a guilty mermaid.

    WHY?

    Security Ninjas lurk in shadows, judging your aim.

    Ocean hates litter more than influencers hate unedited selfies.

    BREAK THE RULES?
    Enjoy a ”stern chat” with our captain (he’s 60% sailor, 40% disappointed dad).

    PS: Vaping? Congrats, you’re the boat’s human fog machine. 

  • YOUR TICKET JOURNEY (AKA HOW TO ADULT WITHOUT CRYING)

    STEP 1: THE “I’M ADULTING” TROPHY 
    You’ll get a confirmation email (yes, we see your credit card crying).

    STEP 2: FOMO RITUAL 
    Click the “online check-in” link (it’s our way of saying “prove you’re human”).

    STEP 3: E-TICKET RAIN DANCE 
    After check-in, our system might bless you with a ticket. If not:

    Phase 1: Raid your spam folder. Gmail’s passive-aggressive? Always.

    Phase 2: Panic-email ticket@oceanbeat.es with “HELP, MY TICKET’S GHOSTING ME” in the subject line.

    DISCLAIMER:
    Our system’s ego is fragile. Compliment it with emojis. 

    PS: Still nothing? Try sacrificing a Mojito to the Wi-Fi gods.

  • YOUR STUFF, YOUR PROBLEM (WE’RE NOT YOUR BABYSITTER)

    THE RULES:

    Lockers? Nah. Our boat’s a “finders keepers” zone. Lose your AirPods? Congrats, they’re now a mermaid’s side hustle.

    Valuables? Guard ’em like your last brain cell at an open bar.

    WHY?

    We’re not detectives (unless you count finding lost tequila shots).

    Seagulls have sticky wings – your Rolex is their retirement plan.

    DISCLAIMER:
    If it’s not bolted down, assume it’s bait for the Kraken. 🦑💍

    PS: Catch us caring? Wrong boat. Try Carnival. 🚢😎

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