The British Beach

As a kid growing up on the east coast of Australia, like thousands of others, I took salvation in the ocean. A place where you would spend hours, days and weeks transfixed by the pull of mother nature; surfing, swimming, flaunting with the opposite sex and generally hanging around with mates. The beach seemed to be the default location to hang out as well as grow up – something I think a lot of Aussies take for granted. One of the things I have come to understand having now lived in London for some seven years is why the British yearn to travel abroad to get a dose of Vitamin D. With direct sunlight at a minimum and many towns and cities in the UK land-locked, there seems to be an itch that needs to be scratched every now and then. Britain has many beautiful beaches along it’s coastlines, however many youths fly abroad to countries far from their shores to let loose. For many, this is at the forefront of their mind, a place where there are no prying parental eyes or known acquaintances. Mallorca is the largest island of Spain’s Balearic Islands archipelago, which lie in the western Mediterranean Sea. It is a beautiful island on which a tiny bit of Britain has sprung on a small stretch of its coastline. Magaluf. Magaluf is unlike any other, a home away from home and a rite of passage for carefree British youths. British themed bars abound, staffed by British people serving a good old fashion Sunday roast accompanied by football. Europeans do flock here but Brits are the majority. This series was born out of my curiosity for what I witnessed on British TV. Reality TV shows portraying Magaluf as a sanctuary for young British people letting go, with a no holds barred attitude to partying. Living up to the stereotype ‘Brits aboard.’ With nightclubs, bars, hotels and beaches all within walking distance of each other this becomes a melting pot of fun, cheek and a lot of the time; debauchery. LA PLAYA DE LOS INGLESES is an honest look at the characters that flock to Magaluf. From pumped up Essex lads looking for one night only love to Northern ladies flyering two for one vodka shots and burnt Brighton boys unaware of their failed sun creaming efforts. You can find it all on the Magaluf strip.