El Squid Roe

El Squid Roe Review

If you have any religious sensitivity, moral convictions, a hard time letting loose, or a heart condition, you may want to think twice before entering El Squid Roe. Just about anything goes here: waiters dance and gyrate with female patrons, roaming waitresses shove Jell-O shots down your throat, frat-boy wannabes attempt beer-chugging contests, scantily clad dancers undulate in a makeshift penitentiary. Be prepared for a scene. During spring break or high season, more than 5,000 revelers come here on any given night—and many stay until 3 am, 4 am, 5 am, or even sunrise. Feeling out of place? Head for one of the balconies—third and fourth floors were added in 2009 and are reached by elevator—where the scene is a bit less lurid. Around the corner stands the bar's souvenir shop with T-shirts proclaiming such pearls of wisdom as: "i spent most of my life drinking beer and chasing women. the rest of it, i wasted." You get the general idea.