Escape to Paradise: Nusa Penida's Holy Hill Bungalow Awaits!
Escape to Paradise? My Nusa Penida Holy Hill Bungalow Adventure – The Unfiltered Truth!
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- Title: Nusa Penida Bungalow Review: Holy Hill's Ups & Downs (And Wi-Fi Woes!)
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- Description: A frank & funny review of the Holy Hill Bungalow in Nusa Penida, Indonesia. From the "paradise" promise to the reality check! Accessibility, the amazing (and sometimes not-so-amazing) spa, the Wi-Fi battle, and everything in between! My honest take on a Nusa Penida escape.
Okay, buckle up, Buttercups, because I'm about to unleash the raw, unfiltered truth about my stay at the Holy Hill Bungalow in Nusa Penida. The brochure promised paradise. Did it deliver? Well… let's just say it's complicated. Like, a Balinese massage complicated.
First things first: Accessibility. Sigh. The website claimed "facilities for disabled guests." Now, I'm not full-on wheelchair bound, but I do have some mobility issues. And “facilities” felt… generous. The paths were… well, let's call them "rustic." Think uneven flagstones, steep inclines, and the occasional rogue tree root daring to trip you up. Getting around was a workout in itself. It's doable, but don't expect smooth sailing. I wish they weren't so vague, it cost me a lot to be comfortable. I’d say, call and ask about each room, and don’t trust the website (I’m looking at you too).
Rooms and Essentials – The Good, the Bad, and the “Why is this here?”
My bungalow itself? Pretty darn charming, to be honest. That Air Conditioning was a lifesaver (thank the gods!). Blackout curtains? Yes, please! Slept like a log, until the rooster decided to serenade the dawn (more on that later). The Wi-Fi [free]… oh boy, the Wi-Fi. The promise of "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" – the holy grail for a travel blogger like me. Except, it was more like a Wi-Fi mirage. It flitted in and out like a shy tourist. I spent half my time yelling at my laptop. The internet access - Internet access – wireless was spotty at best!! The Internet [LAN]? - that old-fashioned, cable thing? Didn't even bother. Gave up. Guessing, this is what Internet services were as well. So I had to take the Laptop workspace into the public area to get this review done sigh.
The coffee/tea maker was a welcome sight, especially after those early morning Wi-Fi wars. Complimentary tea – yes, please! Free bottled water – essential. And the mini-bar… well, it was stocked, but the prices were, shall we say, "island inflated." I snuck in my own Bintang beers… don't judge. The daily housekeeping kept things spiffy. Bathrobes and slippers provided the comfy vibes – I lived in them. In-room safe box? Check. Alarm clock? Yep. Although, the rooster already had that covered.
Now, for the slightly less glamorous side. The bathroom was… functional. The shower was hot - bonus! (the additional toilet was a bonus). But that mirror? Let's just say it wasn't exactly a flattering reflection. My face, it seemed to be stretched out and distorted. Towels were clean but a bit thin, and the toiletries were basic. You'll be buying your nicer shampoo in town, trust me. And the window that opens was handy!
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking – Food, Glorious Food (and the Occasional Hiccup)
The restaurant was a highlight. The Asian cuisine in restaurant was pretty great. I wolfed down the Asian breakfast almost every morning (mmm, Nasi Goreng!). The Western breakfast was also available. The a la carte in restaurant was good for a variety. There were desserts in restaurant and good coffee/tea in restaurant. I enjoyed the Salad in restaurant. The Soup in restaurant was a nice addition. And hey, the Vegetarian restaurant must have been good, since they had one. The breakfast [buffet], was alright, but the a la carte was better.
The Poolside bar was a lifesaver for those sweltering afternoons. The Happy hour was, well, happy! And the bottle of water was much needed. A word of caution: the Snack bar offerings were limited, so stock up on your own treats. Room service [24-hour]? Yes! Coffee shop. Always a plus.
Ways to Relax (and My Personal Spa Saga)
Okay, the spa. This is where things get interesting. The brochure promised bliss. And the pool with view? Spectacular. Picture yourself floating, gazing out at the turquoise ocean… pure magic. The Sauna was a welcome addition. The Spa/sauna. sigh it's something the brochure promised. The steamroom was okay, the swimming pool [outdoor] was fantastic. The Swimming pool was lovely! But the actual spa experience? A bit of a gamble.
I booked a Body scrub and a Body wrap. The scrub was… invigorating, let's say. My skin felt like I'd been sandblasted. The wrap, however, was a revelation! It felt like being cocooned in a warm, fragrant cloud. Pure bliss! I also indulged in a Massage. It was… okay. I had higher expectations. It was a bit on the shallow side, and the masseuse seemed a little… distracted. I've had better massages in a bus station. Which is a bad note to make!
Things to Do (Beyond the Beach)
Nusa Penida is all about exploring. The Holy Hill Bungalow offered Taxi service and Car park [free of charge]. They can arrange Airport transfer and Concierge and Doorman were a plus. Dry cleaning was also available (that came in handy). They weren’t able to get me a ride down to the Car power charging station but that’s because the place isn’t that modern just yet. The safety deposit boxes were great for protecting valuables.
Cleanliness, Safety, and (Let’s be Honest) The Covid Stuff
I felt safe, but the implementation could use a bit of work. Cleanliness and safety seemed like a priority. There were Hand sanitizer stations everywhere. The Staff trained in safety protocol. All the usual stuff. The whole Covid regime was something I felt was not given enough attention - still a major concern of mine. They had the advertised Sanitized kitchen and tableware items. The Safe dining setup, was also nice to have. They offered both Anti-viral cleaning products and Professional-grade sanitizing services. I never went for the Rooms sanitized between stays, but I was happy they had the room sanitization opt-out available.
The Verdict?
Would I go back to Holy Hill Bungalow? Maybe. It's not perfect. It has its quirks, its imperfections, and those infernal Wi-Fi issues. But it’s also got charm, breathtaking views, a good restaurant, and that amazing spa wrap (seriously, that wrap…). It’s a decent base to explore the island from. Just lower your expectations (especially regarding the Wi-Fi and accessibility) and embrace the adventure. And maybe bring your own stronger shampoo. And a good book, for all those times you can’t get online. Nusa Penida is worth it, even with the bumps along the way. And the rooster, well, he's part of the charm now. Argh.
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's meticulously planned travel itinerary. We're diving headfirst into the glorious, chaotic, sun-drenched mess that is Nusa Penida, starting from… well, starting from the Holy Hill Bungalow, 'cause that’s where the gods (and Booking.com) have dictated we begin.
NUSA PENIDA, OH MY GOD (and all the gods): A Slightly Unhinged Itinerary – Holy Hill Bungalow Edition
Day 1: Arrival, Disorientation, and the Allure of Instant Noodles
- 10:00 AM (ish) – Arrival & Panic at the Ferry Terminal: Okay, so Bali airport was a breeze. Breeze, I say! Until we hit the chaos of Sanur harbor. It’s like a madhouse of hawkers, screaming ferry companies, and the faint but persistent smell of diesel. Find our pre-booked speedboat, which promises a "smooth" ride. Smooth-ish. My stomach is attempting some interpretive dance as we bounce across the water. I'm not sure if it's seasickness or sheer existential dread.
- 11:00 AM (ish) - Arrival at Nusa Penida: We emerge, wobbling, onto the pier. Air is thick with the scent of frangipani, diesel fumes, and… okay, maybe I imagined that last one. A smiling driver from Holy Hill Bungalow is waiting. Thank heavens! He's got a battered old motorbike, which is promising.
- 11:30 AM - Check-In - Holy Hill Bungalow: The Holy Hill Bungalow itself is… well, it's rustic. The view, though? Oh, the view. Seriously, the Instagram photos don’t do it justice. Rolling hills, turquoise water, the whole shebang. Instantly forgive the slightly wonky toilet and the mysterious stain on the sheets… right? Oh, the pool looks inviting, but i might have to be careful with the water.
- 1:00 PM - Lunch & Existential Crises: The bungalow restaurant is promising, but after that ferry, I'm mostly craving something solid and familiar. Cue the emergency stash of instant noodles I wisely packed (or, let's be honest, my partner wisely packed). Consumed on our bungalow balcony, overlooking the ocean, while simultaneously questioning all life choices. Why didn’t I learn Indonesian? Why am I so bad at bargaining? Why do I keep dropping my chopsticks?
- 3:00 PM - Attempted Relaxation (Failed): Tried to chill by the pool. Was immediately attacked by a mosquito with a vendetta. Switched strategies to reading a book. My attention span is that of a goldfish. Kept staring at the view. Keep staring at the view. Got bitten by a mosquito. Kept staring at the view.
- 5:00 PM - Sunset Hunt (and a slight existential crisis): Decided we needed to find the perfect sunset viewing spot. Google Maps, my dear frenemy, led us up a dusty, pot-holed track on the motorbike. The sunset was glorious, worth the dusty ride. Then the realization hit: we were miles from anywhere. The sun drops fast here. We were out of water. And my phone was at 10%.
- 7:00 PM - Dinner at a Warung (Survival Mode): Found a roadside Warung (local restaurant). We were the only people there. The food? Delicious. The fear of getting food poisoning? Equally strong. Embrace the unknown! Ate everything. Praying for the morning.
- 9:00 PM - Stargazing & Bedtime: Fell asleep to the sound of geckos and the distant roar of the ocean, feeling strangely at peace. Or maybe it was just exhaustion.
Day 2: Broken Dreams, Broken Elbows (Almost!), and Underwater Wonders
- 7:00 AM - Wake Up and Regret: Woke up with one of those dreaded “Where am I?” moments. Everything hurts. I’m pretty sure I’m sunburnt. Realized I had forgotten to apply my sunscreen.
- 8:00 AM - Breakfast & Plan (and an argument about a breakfast omelet): Breakfast at the bungalow. Beautiful pancakes, but took half and hour. The first major argument of the trip. I can't speak for my partner but the eggs were overcooked, apparently.
- 9:00 AM - The Cliff's Edge (AKA Kelingking Beach): Rented scooters (another chaotic, slightly terrifying experience). Kelingking Beach. The Instagram hype is REAL. The view from the top is breathtaking. The trek down? Sheer, unadulterated, bone-juddering terror. I have a fear of heights and the cliffside path is narrow, dusty, and crowded with people. I'm pretty sure my life flashed before my eyes. But the beach itself… it's paradise. Or at least, it's paradise from a safe distance.
- 12:00 PM - (Near) Death by Cliffside Photoshoot: Trying to get the perfect Instagram shot on the edge of Kelingking. I literally tripped on a step and almost tumbled over the cliff! My partner grabbed my arm just in time and saved me from becoming a YouTube viral video. Consider that one a moment of near-death experience.
- 1:00 PM - Lunch by the Beach: Finding a small, crowded warung near the beach. The food was basic, but exactly what was needed at that moment.
- 2:00 PM - Broken Trip to Broken Beach (Literally): The path to Broken Beach was closed. What a letdown!
- 2:30 PM - Snorkeling Adventure (It's a good thing): Jumped in the water. Saw fish. Saw coral. Almost got seasick. Almost got ran over by a boat. All in all, the snorkeling was an absolute trip. Saw a giant turtle. Got a face full of saltwater.
- 5:00 PM - Returning to the Bungalow: After almost experiencing multiple near-death experiences, and getting my body thoroughly soaked, and exhausted, it’s time to head to the bungalow. I'm pretty sure I saw a local trying to sell me a monkey on the way.
- 6:00 PM - Sunset, Cocktails, and Contemplation: Enjoyed the sunset with a Bintang and a chat with my partner. Reached a consensus - Next time, we're getting a hotel with a more comfortable seat/chair.
- 8:00 PM - Dinner & Planning the Escape: Trying to figure out how we can sneak out of Nusa Penida and find somewhere that actually HAS wi-fi access.
Day 3: Goodbye, Nusa Penida! (And Hello, Sanur!)
- 8:00 AM - Breakfast and a Moment of Peace: Actually enjoyed breakfast this time. Maybe it was the view. Maybe it was the realization that we were leaving.
- 9:00 AM - Packing is Hard: Our bags are somehow fuller than when we arrived. How? Who knows.
- 10:00 AM - Sad Goodbye (and a slight miscalculation): Check out. Say goodbye to the lovely staff. Realize we’re running late for the ferry.
- 11:00 AM - Ferry, Take Two: This time, the ride was, er, less eventful. I’m becoming a seasoned sailor, me.
- 12:00 PM - Sanur (and blissful internet): Back in Sanur, and immediately search for the best co-working space.
- This is when my trip to Nusa Penida ends, and I'm glad it did. It was beautiful.
- A bit of rambling. But it's done.
Reflections (After Action Report):
- Takeaway: Nusa Penida is a beautiful, chaotic, and utterly unforgettable place. It's also exhausting. And definitely requires a certain level of… resilience.
- Missed Opportunities: Never got around to going to Crystal Bay. Next time.
- Learning: Learn basic Indonesian. Wear more sunscreen. And maybe, just maybe, skip the scooter.
- Worth it? Absolutely. Absolutely worth it. Even for the wonky toilet and the slightly questionable sheets. Because those sunsets, that view, the sheer untamed beauty of it all? Pure magic. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need a nap.
Escape to Paradise: Nusa Penida's Holy Hill Bungalow - The Truth (and Then Some!)
Okay, but Seriously... Is Nusa Penida *Really* Paradise? Like, Is It All Instagram Filters and Perfect Beaches?
The Holy Hill Bungalow Sounds... Well, Holy. Is It *That* Spiritual?
The Bungalows Themselves... What's the Deal? Are We Talking Luxury or Rustic Charm?
Food! What Does One *Eat* on Nusa Penida? And Is the Bungalow's Restaurant Any Good?
How Do I Actually Get Around? Scooter? Taxi? Magic Carpet?
Snorkeling/Diving – Is It AS Amazing As Everyone Says?
The Famous Kelingking Beach - Is It Worth the Hype? And, More Importantly, Is the Hike Down (and Up!) Bearable?
