Bali is an island that I had low expectations for.
I mean, I was super excited to fly there and more than a little curious about how Eat, Pray, Love it would be and indeed how full of partying Australian’s it would be full of. After a pretty, ahem LONG, 24+ hour journey incorporating a layover in Singapore (which we loved) and a bumpy Air Asia flight — we arrived to one of the friendliest, beautiful and interesting countries we had visited in a while.
Indonesians are great. Well, the ones that we met were anyway 😉 I became truly obsessed with Nasi Goreng, seeking it out for breakfast, lunch and dinner too. It became a little bit bonkers, actually. I enjoyed a regular Bintang at sunset and developed a new found love for Yoga.
It sounds super cheesy, but I really fell in love with Bali. I have disgustingly fond memories of each and every place I visited, however there was one little spot that I fell hook, line and sinker for and I’m pretty sure you know where I’m talking about.
Ubud is a place like no other. It’s all at one, cultured and laidback, filled with monkeys and chia seeds and monks. If you don’t look where you’re going, you may fall over a bike, or stand on some holy offerings. You WILL develop an unhealthy obsession with tempe, satay and hikes through rice paddies. You’ll eat well, exercise often and sleep better than a baby. If you do end up in Ubud, and I strongly suggest you do — take this hike, which ends up atop a beautiful hill with views of rice paddies, ducks and this stunning little spot — Kafe Karsa. Within the shelters of a little bamboo hut on stilts — you can enjoy a delicious juice and a Balinese coffee. Oh and a Nasi Goreng if you fancy……