“The world’s a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.”
— Saint Augustine
I got my reverse upgrade on earlier this year and traded a “C” for a “B” to get ’bout that
Bali does not disappoint and thank all-that-is-holy because it takes an ungodly amount of travel time to get from California to Indonesia.
Luckily when you fly Cathay Pacific from Los Angeles to Denpasar the layover is in Hong Kong, which is more of a luxury shopping destination than an airport (a two-story Chanel, just saying.) Plus, there’s katsu. If you’re not familiar with the luxury shopping experience for your mouth known as Tonkatsu, allow me to introduce….
Katsu, as it’s more colloquially known, is breaded pork (chicken is an increasingly popular option) that’s served with rice, shredded cabbage, and condiments. It’s goooooood. I’d probably fly back to Hong Kong just to eat Katsu here and shop.
Back to Bali.
I love Bali. I didn’t know if I would. In all honesty, I was actually mildly worried that Bali had maybe gone the way of Thailand, appreciated, perhaps too much, by visitors. I imagined the all too familiar Starbucks or Shell station
littering lining my journey on the other side of the world with adverse affects of globalization and commercialism at every bend. While there was some of that, it made little to no impact as Bali knows herself and she is one confident beauty.
Balinese culture is beautiful. Balinese food is magnetic. Balinese people are warm. Balinese beaches… well, those will speak for themselves.
My trip involved a bit of work, which meant location scouting for a client’s upcoming photoshoot. That meant scouting and staying at this slice of Southeast Asian heaven: Alila Villas Uluwatu.
Rx Social “job perk” would be the understatement of the century.
I loved everything about Alila Villas Uluwatu so much that I wrote my very first Trip Advisor review about it.
I could write on and on, but about eight people would read it. Maybe nine if I nail it on the SEO. So, I’ll let the images do the communicating.