As I mentioned in my previous post, my husband travels a lot for business. He’s lucky enough to work for a well-known American importer, and though he rarely travels outside of China/Korea/Taiwan, many of his colleagues are buyers that travel the globe in search of exotic home furnishings. So when we decided to go to Bali on our honeymoon, plenty of people had recommendations for him on where we should stay.
Side note: You must have a dream job if you can travel to Bali for work and stay at five-star resorts that are right on the beach. Those people better know how lucky they are.
We decided to split our six nights in Bali into three locations:
- Ubud – the more secluded, jungle setting
- Seminyak – the trendy beach spot
- Jimbaran – the secluded, luxury beach setting
This post will be focused on our first two nights in Ubud.
We flew in from Hong Kong and took a hotel car from the airport in Denpasar to the Maya Ubud Resort & Spa. Although Bali is a small island, there is no highway system, so what would have taken half an hour in the U.S. took about an hour and a half in Bali. The majority of roads are single-lane, and literally everyone has a motorbike. You could not pay me enough to try to drive in Bali. I would kill someone inadvertently.
Ubud is a great village. Despite the hardly-existent sidewalks (wear flat shoes and watch your step), it’s a pretty walkable area. It caters to the large amount of Western tourists who visit. There are plenty of shops for artisan goods and clothing. We visited the Monkey Forest, in which there are thousands of monkeys who roam free. I was a bit terrified, but they seemed to stay away from you if you kept your hands to yourself and weren’t trying to feed them.
You can also get some really cheap massages if you’re willing to go into slightly-sketchy buildings. My husband and I went into one place and paid the equivalent of USD$4 for a half-hour back massage. It felt great, but it was definitely unprofessional compared to what you would find in the States or at a resort. The girl who did it was sitting on my back, and I had to put my face into a hole where I was sure hundreds of other people had breathed their germs. The next day, we paid USD$10 for an hour long foot massage. That one was less uncomfortable because the woman was only touching my feet and I could lay on my back and breathe fresh air.
Our resort was gorgeous. We had a private pool villa that overlooked a jungle ravine. It had a nature trail that let you walk down toward the river. We splurged on a massage package at their beautiful spa. I still look back at my photos and think how beautiful this place was.
This would have been my favorite stop on our honeymoon . . . had it not been for the air conditioning. The villa had an air conditioner, and it seemed to work a little bit. We’ve traveled outside the U.S. plenty of times before, so even though the A/C was terrible, I figured it was an international thing. I was just spoiled after living in the Southeastern United States where air conditioning is fantastic. But really, looking back, I think it was broken. No one else on Tripadvisor had mentioned it being a problem for them, and it was god-awfully hot at night. My husband came down with a cold and he couldn’t sleep at all because it was at least 85 degrees inside the villa. It would’ve been cooler to open up the doors and windows, but I was afraid of snakes and other creepy crawlers coming in from the outdoors. In the end, I was glad we only spent two nights there. I was ready to move on to the next hotel!
And that is what I’ll cover in Part 3. Stay tuned!