One of our favourite clubs in Cape Town. With its spacious dance floor, multiple bars, and various schmoozing lounges for people who prefer not to have their toes trampled, Trinity is a multi-storey dreamspace, albeit a rough-hewn neo-industrial one with lots of metal and exposed brick. And dark enough for you to get up to all kinds of mischief. Step inside and you enter something akin to an industrial monastery with modern installations tastefully grafted on. At its core is a large, high-ceilinged, cathedral-proportioned dance arena watched from above by a trio of carved, curvaceous angels, and separated from the rest of the club by humungous antique temple doors imported from the East. And while there’s some kind of religious subplot in the décor-including a gigantic church organ installed as pure eye-candy-it’s a space designed entirely to serve the needs of decadence. For those who agree that God is indeed a DJ, the altar-like stage means that revelers are always looking up at whoever’s churning out the beats. And whoever’s at the decks will be preaching to a beautiful, eager crowd-Trinity typically pulsates with the city’s hippest, coolest cats. Having kicked off with an epic, powerhouse performance by global DJ phenomenon, James Zabiela, the dancefloor has seen a succession of pumping parties (mostly at weekends, but throwing up outrageous midweek events, too-Wednesdays feature a more underground feel, with anything from dub to trance); there are dedicated live jazz evenings (usually Mondays) too. And when the merriment and mayhem gets too much, there’s also the chance of escaping to the roof, where a patio-style lounge and open-air garden is complemented by moon- and star-light, a cosy fire in winter, and a sense of the surrounding buildings à la Gotham City.