Eat, Pray, Lovin It

It never fails to amaze me just how much there remains to discover of Bali. I am not a stranger to this beautiful island, yet every time I walk down a narrow gang (alleyway), admire the fluttering of umbul-umbuls, those towering ceremonial flags that convey grace and majesty supported only by a willowy bamboo spine, or listen to the haunting thud of the kulkul, a hollow log used as a drum, as devotees are summoned to prayer, the experience seems, again, new and wondrous and I cannot help but be still for a moment, grateful for the opportunity to relish another day in what is assuredly a piece of paradise on earth.

For the moment, I am on earth – at least it seems so. Lounging in a balé overlooking the green of a golf course with the sound of the surf just a little way beyond, I am luxuriating in the atmosphere of Amanusa, one of Amanresort’s three properties on Bali alone.

The perfume of white frangipani scents the air and a smiling staff member walks in bearing treats – a pitcher of chrysanthemum tea perked up with lime juice and orange slices and an intricately-decorated, traditional handpounded aluminium offering box filled with putu ayu, little pandanus-flavoured sponge cakes steamed with grated coconut.

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