K and I are in Bali again. Photograph taken from the plane as we landed, infrared filter on a Nikon D70.
The Alila Ubud hotel is by far the poshest place we've ever stayed in. This holiday is a bit dear, but we are celebrating our anniversary here, so we're spending a bit more than usual. It's also our first, long holiday in a few years.
Our room here has a little private garden in front, and a lovely open air shower in the back: since it was raining when we got here, we had the strange experience of showering in the open, with rain pouring all around ... a bit redundant one might suppose, but still a pleasant and delightful experience. Everything about this place has the well-thought out feel of a good resort, from the choice of soap (liked it so much, already bought a set from the gift shop), to the iPod mini in each room that comes preloaded with a selection of music and plugged into a set of Altec Lansing speakers.
We haven't explored much of the place yet, having arrived late in the afternoon, after an hour long car ride (preceded by a sleepless night of last-minute packing), just in time to catch the daily dose of the rainy season, which therefore by the inexorable logic of things lead us straight to an afternoon nap. Which is a nice way to say we collapsed in exhaustion and slept through the rest of the day. We've just had a late dinner of strange (though not unpleasant) fusion style food, and I've discovered that the hotel lobby and the restaurant have wireless connection, hence the blogging.