LNOF Guide to Blackpool
It's big, it's bouncy, it's a white-knuckle ride of epic proportions and it's just about the most infamous hen weekend location on earth.
Blackpool is not the cultural epicentre of Britain exactly, more like the non-cultural centre, secure in its image as the icon of tacky taste and debauchery - the ultimate funfest that you either walk towards with open arms or run screaming from to your therapist. Blackpool hen weekends are a celebration of saucy 1950s picture postcards, and it’s so cheesy it should be served on a board with wine and biscuits.
To ramp up your Blackpool hen weekend experience, we can provide everything from Pleasure Beach wristbands and quality accommodation, to impressively varied cuisine and guaranteed VIP nightclub entry in a place which is notorious for having bigger queues than Big Brother audition days. We know you just want to go wild here, so don't waste any more time than you have to at the planning stage. Give all that to us - you just concentrate on strapping yourselves in for a journey to the centre of the mirth!
Cabaret acts, unbelievable (and cheap!) nightlife and the Pleasure Beach to sober you up in the morning - Blackpool's got it all!
Blackpool is the Ronseal of locations as far as hen weekends go - it does exactly what it says on your hat. You arrive, laughing; you unpack, a glass of bubbly to help get things started; you head off into town, eager to embrace the neon and the noise; you get slowly juiced along the way on about twelve differently-named concoctions, suddenly appreciating the fact that your group is part of the never-ending throng of friendly folk flowing from pub to pub - and then you wake up three weeks later in your own bed piecing together fragments of your weekend…
Expect pure, adulterated fun and frolics in a place that is as synonymous with alcohol and slot machines as Las Vegas – though with slightly fewer big cats and a hell of a lot more bingo. You just can't beat a hen weekend in Blackpool, this is like the British equivalent of Disneyworld - where donkey rides replace Mickey Mouse, and where you’ll struggle to pick out one Goofy from another come 3am on the main promenade!