Salon Zur Wilden Renate

A hedonistic house party

Word to the wise: Seek out the subterranean labyrinth and secret dance floor – it's not easy to find, but the journey is half the fun.
Locals know not to arrive before the party gets started at around 2am. Before then, a handful of foreigners wander the ramshackle rooms of this old house in a state of bewildered awe, ogling the trash art sculptures, threadbare chaise lounges and dangling bird cages. It's like the tumbledown, labyrinthine abode of your eccentric old uncle, if he happened to have a penchant for partying.

The dance floor is far too small for that many people to rave to the electro-techno line-up, but luckily the clientele are known for being among the friendliest in town. This is one for the quirkier, more wild night owl.