Valencia Pub Crawl: Old Town Bars & Welcome Shots Night

Summary

Valencia nightlife stories, old town bars, laughter and new friends

You’ll jump between four lively old town bars on this Valencia pub crawl night—each with its own vibe and a free welcome shot waiting for you. Expect silly games, spontaneous new friendships, plenty of laughs (and photos), plus a local team making sure nobody gets left behind. By midnight you’ll feel like part of the city’s weekend rhythm.

Step-by-step itinerary

Day 1 — Pub Crawl in Valencia Old Town

• Join Pub Crawl in old town
• Enjoy welcome shot at first bar
• Visit second bar with welcome shot
• Visit third bar with welcome shot
• Visit fourth bar/club with welcome shot
• Play fun games and take photos

Top questions

How many bars are included in the Valencia pub crawl?

The tour includes entry to 4 different bars in Valencia's old town.

Is there a free drink included at each bar?

You get one free welcome shot at each bar; other drinks are not included.

What days does the Valencia pub crawl run?

The pub crawl runs every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday evening.

Is transportation provided between bars?

No transportation is needed; all bars are within walking distance in old town Valencia.

Are photos taken during the tour?

Yes, photos are taken throughout the night as part of the experience.

Is this pub crawl wheelchair accessible?

Yes, all areas and surfaces on this tour are wheelchair accessible.

Are there any health restrictions for joining?

This tour is not recommended for pregnant travelers or those with poor cardiovascular health.

Do I need to be fit to join this tour?

The tour is suitable for all physical fitness levels.

What’s included

Your night out includes entry to four iconic bars in Valencia’s old town along with a free welcome shot at each stop; you’ll also have access to fun games and photos all night long—all guided by a friendly local team who keeps things moving until late.

What’s the experience like?

The first thing I remember is the sticky sweetness of that welcome shot — something neon green, maybe apple? — and the way our group hesitated at the doorway of the first bar. It was already humming with voices, but our guide (I think his name was Luis?) just grinned and waved us in like we were regulars. There’s this smell in these old Valencia bars — a mix of citrus peel, spilled beer, and something herbal I couldn’t place. We squeezed into a corner, and someone from Germany tried to teach me a drinking chant. I failed miserably but everyone cheered anyway.

By the time we hit the second stop on this Valencia pub crawl, I’d lost track of who was from where. There were people from Brazil, Ireland, Poland — honestly it felt like half the world packed into one narrow street. The games started getting sillier (I’m not explaining what happened with that hat), and you could feel everyone loosening up, even the quiet ones. Our guide kept us moving before we got too comfortable; he said if you linger too long you miss half the night’s stories. He was right about that.

The last bar was more club than pub — lights pulsing off old stone walls, music thumping so hard you could feel it in your ribs. I had to shout to order water (yes, water by then), and ended up laughing with two girls from Valencia who swore their city never really sleeps on weekends. I still think about how easy it was to talk to strangers here — maybe it’s something about these winding streets or just the way everyone’s out for a good time together.