Despite the excitement and chaos, the garden trails that snake through Babylon remain relatively calm, tonight. Fairy lights and a sedate, conservative aesthetics make every artful canopy and fish pond seem like an oasis. There are scattered benches, and several leaf-covered nooks and coves hiding rustic outdoor lounges. Along the edges of the platform itself (don't worry about pitching yourself off, they have wards for that), the dark atmosphere creates a beautiful (and perhaps slightly nerve-wracking) view. It's a little like a treasure hunt trying to find the bar hidden back there, lowly lit and nearly entirely obscured by trees. There's no music out here save the muted echos from the club, but the ocean can be heard well.