No, we didn't just walked through the doors. We went bargaining for a rental bike the night before & was offered a free one in exchange for our time in the morning at a vacation club presentation. Yah! One of those that you endure through & then realise just how silly you were to have said yes. Anywaz, we did get the free bike but couldn't make it pass a confusing junction with no proper road signs & so didn't make it to Ubud, the arts & cultural centre of Bali. The bike ride jostling with the cars and other bikers was another story on its own. The headlines would read: I survived two: a dive 10 metres deep (without actually knowing where my regulator was) & a mad bike ride.
So the adventures aside, here are pictures of the villa to commemorate both our folly & our bravery.
The private pool (only good for soaking actually... I wonder,
but I must say it looks lux to have a private pool lah)
You can't see it - but the salesguy still badgering us... Fred was worn out & most certainly needed the couch.
Fully equipped kitchen: Aha! My eyes lit up... maybe, just maybe.
The stairway that leads down to the master bedroom
The bedroom is romantic enough but short on space. The covers will come in handy for the mozzies than anything else.
Fancy an outdoor shower? I think the bamboos need some work. Have seen a home & deco feature of an outdoor shower that looked better.
Otherwise, the marbled bathroom with a bathtub. Yawn...
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