After arriving by night train in Jakarta (a big, polluted moloch of a city with some 10000 inhabitants) we didn't plan or expect much... but the old dutch-colonial Café Batavia (which served me my first martini in 6 weeks!) was definitely a highlight, simply beautiful with teak floors, hundreds of old black and white photographs, jazz from the speakers - and of course prices to match!
We continued our walking tour a bit more low key, getting lost in the living quarters at the old fish market, and I ended up drinking a street cart mango juice from a 'to-go' plastic bag with a straw, as the locals do - quite the contrast to mu fine martini two hours ago :)