Editor's Rating

It is the unique experience which you pay for. Not really for the drinks. It was thrilling to say the least. Would I do it again? Probably yes. But not before checking the London weather.

Overall Experience

Drinks on a suspended platform hundred feet in the air. What better way to spend a warm summer day? That’s the experience London in the Sky provides just outside the O2 arena. The people below look like ants. The sudden gush of wind make you question your life decisions. Half drunks strapped on to 360 degree rotating racing car seats hooked onto the sides of the platform with their feet dangling below. What could possible go wrong? What happens if you drop a fork? As you’ve guessed already, it’s not really about the food or the drink.

When you reach you’re first welcomed into a lounge. There’s live music and drinks while you wait for your turn. The event is a part of the global brand Dinner in the Sky group, operating in sixty-three countries. In London, its operation is limited to the summer months. At first glance it doesn’t look that high. Two platforms, each having 22 seats, dangling in the air hanging from hydraulic crane arms. Breakfast, brunch, lunch, tea, cocktails and dinner are the options you can choose from.  You’ll be allotted a slot accordingly. No prizes in guessing what we went for; of course, we just wanted to get drunk.




It’s a just a forty-five minute flight. We fastened our seat belts as the crane operator got ready to lift us up in the sky. The bar is in the middle with two mixologists whipping out cocktails, a waitress and a Dj blasting out music. It’s a tad disappointing when you get to know they just serve three drinks per flight. But of course there are good reasons for that. You can always have a drink or two in the lounge before going up. No guarantees how it’ll make you feel swinging about in the air though. And yes. We’d suggest a visit to the restroom before the flight. Specially if you’ve been drinking beforehand. Once you’re up there’s no coming down. At least till it’s over. 

Reality hits hard when you start ascending. I had a tingling feeling in the stomach as the platform swayed from side to side. From the top, it feels way more than a hundred feet. The four at the bar dancing to pop music along with twenty others joining the beat, swinging their arms and legs around didn’t really help my fear of heights. I badly needed a drink! 

You don’t have a choice for the first cocktail. Not that it really mattered to me at that moment. Everyone got served a sky punch. It was a Sipsmith strawberry smash gin with aperol and coconut. Though I’m not a big fan of sweet drinks, the reddish orange cocktail tasted nice setting the pace. It did feel unreal, sitting at such a height watching the sun set at the distance. Every movement on earth beneath us seemed to be happening in slow motion. I thought I was getting the hang of it. I couldn’t have been more wrong as a gush of wind destabilised the whole setup, blowing away the menus from in front of us. It was time for a harder drink- straight to the tequila!


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The Mile High Club as the drink is called, was Cazcabel Reposado tequila mixed with bergamot cordial and Moet Et Chandon. It had a strong taste which I personally needed at the moment to stop my mind from formulating ways we could die. At this point there was a steady wind blowing across, spinning the platform on its axis. I was clutching on to the glass in my hand as if my life depended on it. Last thing I wanted was to drop anything. Needless to say, the drink did not last that long. 

There is a good chance that three drinks won’t last you the whole of 45 minutes. I had to wait for about 15 minutes for the last cocktail. The strong wind and loud music doesn’t really allow you to have a proper conversation either. All you can do is just look down below if it doesn’t scare the life out of you. We ordered for the Spirit in the Sky which was rum with apricot, passionfruit, pineapple and lime. It was the worst of the lot. We barely had our first sip when they started lowering the platform. They were in a hurry to end the flight and had clearly put together the drink in haste. As we touched down we saw the next lot of people lined up. 

It is the unique experience which you pay for. Not really for the drinks. Maybe if the day wasn’t so windy, we would have appreciated the London skyline much more than we did. It was thrilling to say the least. Would I do it again? Probably yes. But not before checking the weather.

The author, Shovon Ray is a journalism student at University of London, a documentary film maker and founder of Dynt.