Bali

Relaxing in Bali, Indonesia

After a particularly busy time at work, and the weather in Auckland starting to cool down, I was very excited about my trip to Bali. A group of eight of us had booked a luxury villa in Canggu. It promised a pool, four large double bedrooms, a chef and a pool boy. It did not disappoint – heaven! It soon became very hard to leave our villa.

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The villa was gorgeous. We had a chef at our beck and call, and another couple of staff members to assist with any queries. Anything that we wanted could be arranged. Could he recommend somewhere to go to a yoga class? Yes, actually the yoga teacher could come to us. Some Bintang and snacks to go with our strenuous afternoon by the pool? Yes, he would go to the grocery store and get anything we would like. Where could we go for a massage? Oh, they can come to us? Perfect. It soon became apparent that leaving the villa was optional only. Dinner in? Yes, whatever we wanted, and the chef would prepare it for us.Bali villaHowever we did tear ourselves away from the villa. A minute’s walk down the lane way we came to the beach. There was a restaurant at the beach in case we felt like having lunch somewhere different, and then a bridge over to the surf beach. Made of bamboo that was rotting away in several places, and swinging somewhat precariously, we christened it “the bridge of terror”. The bridge turned out to be well named, as on the final night some of our group were at the beach having just crossed ‘the bridge of terror’ when it collapsed with a mighty bang – but luckily the two local boys on the bridge at the time were all fine.

Bali
Bali

Not far from our villa is Seminyak, surrounded by high-end restaurants, upmarket resort wear boutiques, hotels and villas. It was not long ago that Seminyak used to be a quieter part of town, with some lovely restaurants, while now it is a buzzing, vibrant hive of activity. We experienced this for ourselves and visited some of the exceptional restaurants РChandi , Sardine and La Lucciola and also had some pre-dinner drinks at one of the lastest clubs, called Potato Head . It is an incredible space, overlooking the beach. Apparently the architecture includes 3,000 shutters which they sourced from around the world. That also gives you an idea of the scale of it!

It¬†was a very relaxing week. There was no stress to be anywhere you didn’t want to be.

Some of us went to a cooking class one day – Sate Bali – and learnt how to make Indonesian food. It finished with a feast of the many courses that we had made. Scrumptious!

Although there were yoga teachers who could come to the villa, I discovered a nearby yoga resort which I enjoyed going to, Desa Seni, so it wasn’t an entirely sedentary holiday. And of course, it is Bali after all, so I took as many opportunities to enjoy the beautiful beach as possible.

It was a blissful week. However all good things must come to and end, and soon, it was time to board the plane.

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