No way! The Palm Tree is SHIT
I've only been there twice. First time, some old bloke in a leather jacket spent all night stalking me, hassling me to buy coke and trying to impress on me that he was some ICF 'top boy'. Second time was the Dissensus meet-up, where Pearsall bet I couldn't do the Dog Eat Dog drum pattern - but when I got on the drumkit, some old bitch from behind the bar started screaming at me. The beer was piss as well; might as well have been tap water for all you non-drinkers.
Plus you have to walk up the Roman Road and then go through a park to get there. Fuck the Palm Tree.