Randy Travis once sang that he'd 'read tell, the road to hell, was paved with good intentions.'
The Highway to Elle, by way of contrast, is replete with good inventions, like an all night Happy Hour (buy one, get one free) on Thursdays, that starts at 8pm and continues till...well, very late, but this writer's perceptions became unclear after about 11 o'clock on the night of April 1st.
An amnesiac state thereafter is mute testimony to one's enjoyment of a night-spot, and the Highway is enjoyable. Run by an Englishman, Darryl Patton, who is usually present and mingles sociably with the guests, whilst ensuring that the delightful barmaids keep the taps turned on, the place opened about three years ago.
It differs from some other Falatehan joints in that the search for new friends is not quite at the level of 'shooting fish in a barrel,' which can be found elsewhere in this short street. But neither does it resemble the nearby Sportsman's 'escorted ladies only' environment.
As the clock moves inexorably forward, there is a steady trickle of unattached females, which may not amount to tsunami dimensions but nevertheless would surely be described by my long-dead grammar school teacher as 'an adequate sufficiency.'
The management entertains its patrons with regular performances by the staff, who mount the low stage and dance - with more determination than flair, it must be said - but they are followed later by dancers imported from outwith the premises, who are not only more professional, in every sense, but much more provocative. These latter lasses have been known to seek one-to-one feedback from their audience once the gyrations end, flitting and flirting among the customers along the bar.
Darryl is a noted country and western song-writer and his CD music is on sale there. Billiards fans can indulge in their favourite pastime too.
Stationed between D's Place and the Sportsmans, the Highway to Elle is appropriately in between the styles of each of those bars. Libertines of the staider sort ( now there's an oxymoronic phrase!) can relax and have fun here.
Review by Ross McKay, author of ‘White Trash’ and "Jakarta Suckers", both books avalaible from morfinybooks@yahoo.ca.
Highway to Elle Bar & Club
Jalan Faletehan 1/14, BLOK M, South Jakarta
+(62) 21-7278-9967
The Highway to Elle, by way of contrast, is replete with good inventions, like an all night Happy Hour (buy one, get one free) on Thursdays, that starts at 8pm and continues till...well, very late, but this writer's perceptions became unclear after about 11 o'clock on the night of April 1st.
An amnesiac state thereafter is mute testimony to one's enjoyment of a night-spot, and the Highway is enjoyable. Run by an Englishman, Darryl Patton, who is usually present and mingles sociably with the guests, whilst ensuring that the delightful barmaids keep the taps turned on, the place opened about three years ago.
It differs from some other Falatehan joints in that the search for new friends is not quite at the level of 'shooting fish in a barrel,' which can be found elsewhere in this short street. But neither does it resemble the nearby Sportsman's 'escorted ladies only' environment.
As the clock moves inexorably forward, there is a steady trickle of unattached females, which may not amount to tsunami dimensions but nevertheless would surely be described by my long-dead grammar school teacher as 'an adequate sufficiency.'
The management entertains its patrons with regular performances by the staff, who mount the low stage and dance - with more determination than flair, it must be said - but they are followed later by dancers imported from outwith the premises, who are not only more professional, in every sense, but much more provocative. These latter lasses have been known to seek one-to-one feedback from their audience once the gyrations end, flitting and flirting among the customers along the bar.
Darryl is a noted country and western song-writer and his CD music is on sale there. Billiards fans can indulge in their favourite pastime too.
Stationed between D's Place and the Sportsmans, the Highway to Elle is appropriately in between the styles of each of those bars. Libertines of the staider sort ( now there's an oxymoronic phrase!) can relax and have fun here.
Review by Ross McKay, author of ‘White Trash’ and "Jakarta Suckers", both books avalaible from morfinybooks@yahoo.ca.
Highway to Elle Bar & Club
Jalan Faletehan 1/14, BLOK M, South Jakarta
+(62) 21-7278-9967
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