I learned about Dulce Jesus Mio in 2010 from my friend Ana, but it wasn’t until last month that I finally had the occasion to go there.
Ana and her friends and family were celebrating her Mom’s birthday, and the plan was to spend the Saturday night drinking and dancing at Dulce.
I’ve been unable to locate an exact address for the Medellin location, except that it’s on Las Palmas (the highway going to the airport).
Luckily, it’s not hard to spot the club from the road, as the entrance is decorated with cartoon characters like Woody Woodpecker and the Pink Panther, in addition to tons of Christmas lights.
Despite how silly it all seems, I’ve come to appreciate the paisa’s approach to club design.
It’s over the top, but in a fun way. Totally Colombian. In the case of Dulce Jesus Mio, the club is meant to be a caricature of a traditional Antioquian pueblo.
Ana said she had to get there by 8:30 pm to ensure they had a good table, and by the time I got there at 10:30 pm, the place was packed, and everyone was already enjoying themselves.
It was a bit disorienting to walk into the madness so early in the night, but I soon found Ana’s party situated in the middle of the back room.
If you’re looking at the photos and thinking no hot girls would be caught dead in a place like that, I have news for you.
Just walking from the entrance to Ana’s table, I passed some of the prettiest Colombian women I’ve seen in any club the past two years.
Seating is tight. Very tight. With little room for dancing, girls step up on their chairs when they want to really let loose.
I also found that they don’t mind pulling a gringo up onto a chair either.
At least from my higher vantage point, I had a better view toward the stage, where we’d see both singers and dancers perform.
Keeping with the theme of the club, the staff are dressed up as caricatures of typical townspeople.
Mayor, Shakira, town whore, clown…
Well, whoever they were suppose to be, they did a good job of running around the club, getting people’s attention.
Dulce Jesus Mio immediately became one of my top five favorite clubs in Medellin. The music is crossover, and atmosphere is like La Tienda on steroids.
If you’re a guy, either go solo or bring a girl, because when I tried to return for a second time with Marcello (Wandering Trader), they wouldn’t let us enter the club unless we had at least one girl with us.
Some info from a Saturday night at DJM:
Cover: 10.000 COP with a required purchase of una botella per table (tables seat 4). The cheapest botella was rum, which cost 165.000 COP, not including the Pepsi / 7-UP to mix with the drink. So if you split that among 4 people plus the cover, you’re looking at a minimum 55.000-60.000 COP night per person. Not the cheapest place, but loads of fun.
Stays open til about 3:30am when the lights come on and free soup is served outside.
Hi Ryan,
I prefer the Itagui location of Dulce Jesus Mio, which only has a cover of 10,000 COP. It is similar to the Dulce Jesus Mio found in Las Palmas, however the Itagui location doesn’t require the una botella per table that the Las Palmas location does (which is expensive). Plus you are unlikely to see gringo tourists in the Itaqui location and it’s also a bit less crowded that the Las Palmas location so you can usually find a table even late at night. I have been a couple times to the Itaqui location and each time I believe I was the only gringo. Dulce Jesus Mio in Itagui is located next to Mango’s in Itagui.
Note that this new Mango’s is unfortunately nothing like the former club that I understand had claimed to be one of the largest in Latin America. It is now a much smaller bar at the same location in Itagui but with no stages and no dancers to be found performing like the old Mango’s.
The address for Dulce Jesus Mio is: Carrera 38 19-255 Km 2 Vía las Palmas. I have never been there before, I just moved to Medellín from Bogotá and I have been living here for 2 months. from what you described here you must go to Andrés Carne de Res if you ever go to Bogotá, the food is delicious, drinks are great and the music also. The cover is about 20.000 COP, but it is not required to buy anything once you are inside, if you want to take a peek enter: http://www.andrescarnederes.com/, you may choose any of the 2 places both are good but the one in Chía (20 mins from Bogotá) is better.
Shitty place that I never want to get back again. After planning the whole saturday to visit, taking a cab from the city center and standing some 15 minutes in line I’m barred by the doorman because I wasnt girl-accompanied, it was the damn local Valentine’s Day and I was with a male friend!?! I felt so embarrassed that I lacked words to convince the doorman to let me in (taking into consideration that we were foreigners and took us all our way to get there, in addition to his non friendly face). Banning people at the door in places is such a contemptible, discriminatory, repulsive and third-world minded behavior that the place turned out to be a TOTALLY no! Good it have happened because the place is a poor and lousy immitation of the “Andrés Carne de Res”. # Dont spend your money on immitation, go to the original!
You didn’t get in, so how can you say anything about what it’s like to party there? If you got in, met some girls, and had a great night you wouldn’t be angry.
You’re upset at the door policy, which is understandable, but not letting guys without girls in is hardly something reserved for the third world. I wouldn’t consider it “repulsive” either.
Try getting in the door of high end clubs in New York, Miami, or LA if 1) you’re with only guys, 2) you don’t know anyone, or 3) you’re not wearing the right clothes. They’re far more strict, or should I say exclusive, than anything you’ll see here in Medellin, or even Colombia as a whole.
Overall, the door policies in Medellin are very loose and relaxed. There are a handful of clubs that try to keep the m/f ratio in check (Envy at the Charlee is another). I don’t blame them. I’d rather that then a sausage fest, or even a dress code.
I was once rejected from going into the Limelight in London back in 1998 because I was wearing sneakers. Obviously the experience left me with a bad impression, but I’m not trashing the club as a whole because of it.