It was magic. It was a perfect family holiday, yet it was much much more. It was a return to the land of my birth and childhood. I loved sharing a piece of my history with my husband and kids. I wrote about my pilgrimage in a post called A Sort of Homecoming but I never wrote about the actual holiday. It’s about time!
Bali is majestic rice fields, picturesque beaches and wonderfully warm people… but it is also poverty, crazy traffic, and tourist traps. I carefully tread the line of love and fear of this place. My love for it, fueled with childhood memories, seems to take over when I am there. I seek out the rich culture, the delicious food, and the serenity. But it’s not just what I can get out of Bali as a tourist – because there are also ways we can give back. I believe it’s about respect and love for the people who live there. I am grateful for the land and culture they share with us.
This is what Bali does so well: Welcomes! Welcome drinks. Welcome fruit. After an exhausting 12 hour journey from our home in Melbourne, we fell into the arms of Villa Amrita and she welcomed us magnificently.
We were so excited! We had made it! Long years of planning! Long months of obstacles! We finally made it!
The stunning Villa Amrita is perched high on a rice terrace in Ubud. I had dreamed about this villa for so long. It was exactly what I imagined a lush and peaceful retreat to be. The perfect balance of authentic Balinese design and modern luxury. So private and peaceful. I liked it so much I booked it 18 months before we left. And it did not disappoint. It was as beautiful as the pictures.
The villa has 3 rooms. They’re all yours – so it’s a total villa rate you pay for. If we had been travelling with more people it would have been great value, as we didn’t use one of the rooms at all. But I was happy to pay the whole rate because this was the taste of paradise I wanted to experience. And there’s something so lovely about having the whole place to yourself.
Waking up in this place was truly enchanting. The crowing of roosters, the croaking of frogs, the gurgling of the rice fields, the chirping of birds, the mist settling in the forest. I soaked it all in.
I arrived in Bali with a sorry case of bronchitis (which lasted much of the trip), so I spent a lot of time in bed resting in the tranquility. This view was enough to heal my soul.
Do you know what else Bali does well? Breakfasts!
There is nothing like fresh tropical fruit. Really fresh.
The hosts of Villa Amrita were incredibly warm and so helpful. In the two days we were there we felt so at home. We only wished we could have stayed longer!
It was only two days in this paradise, but it was the perfect start to our dream holiday.
As once-in-a-lifetime experiences go, Villa Amrita is right up there. You’d be forgiven for thinking this was a sponsored post, but it isn’t. I just love this place. I hope I’m lucky enough to make it back there one day.
Coming up: Part 2. More Ubud, including adventures with monkeys and elephants.