Perry’s.
It’s a Shanghai institution. Causing bucket-induced hangovers since 2011, there
are now 17 Perry’s venues littered across town, and the flagship dive on
Huaihai Lu is downright raucous. At least it was on our Friday night visit,
where hedonists were spilling out of the third-floor bar onto the stairs. The
music policy seems to be an evolving beast, now spouting modern hip-hop and Michael
Jackson – dare we say good music – rather than the Katy Perry and wedding
sing-alongs of old. It’s near guaranteed fun, but be warned: too many
alco-buckets here will leave you in need of buckets for another reason the next
day.
