Sanur was just supposed to be a pit stop. A jumping off point for our next adventure on Nusa Lembongan. From its description in my guide book, it wasn’t a place I necessarily wanted to spend time. But as I was still recovering from my maladies, we decided it would be a good place to relax and enjoy the more, let’s just say… typical, attractions of Bali. By that I mean, we stayed a big-ass resort for tourists.
And, it was awesome.
I am kind of embarrassed by how much I enjoyed it.
First, let me give you a rundown of the booking nightmare that proceeded this diversion from our plan. We had initially booked 3 nights in a guesthouse in Ubud, then 1 night in Sanur, followed by 4 nights in Nusa Lembongan. By that point we still would have had a handful of days before our flight to Flores, and we’d play it by ear. Well, due to my inability to go more than an hour without a bathroom, those three nights turned into 6. Luckily I had booked each hotel stay on booking.com and had free cancellation. But it did cause a bit of a rescheduling headache.
Not knowing exactly when I would feel up to the hour long drive from Ubud to Sanur, we kept hesitating over whether we should make reservations anywhere but Ubud. We finally decided it was time to move on and intended to stick with our initial plan to just spend one night in Sanur. This was not our big fancy tourist resort. For our first night in Sanur, we were booked into the hotel equivalent of Magda fromThere’s Something About Mary. It could definitely use some TLC… but nothing short of a wrecking ball could really improve it. Although, the onsite restaurant was surprisingly good for dinner (breakfast was a farce).
Once our travel day was upon us, however, I didn’t think I would be up to the half hour boat ride the following day. When our sad little rundown hotel turned up booked for the next night (we were devastated), we returned to our trusty booking site and found an upgrade. The Maya, just a few hundred meters down the beach, had rooms available. We booked in for two nights.
The next morning we vacated our raggedy resort as quickly as possible and were thrilled the moment we entered the Maya.
The next two days were spent by the pool – reading and recuperating.
Something about a sunrise?
The only time we deviated from the strict schedule of R&R was to wake up one morning to catch the sunrise. One amazing thing about a little island like Bali is that you are never very far from either a beautiful ocean sunrise or sunset. Sanur sits happily on the Eastern edge of the island, the perfect spot to welcome the rising sun.
It is fitting that I am writing about our sunrise venture in Bali on this day, particularly. Three years ago today, J and I got up before sunrise and headed out to our favorite hiking spot and declared for all to hear (basically just our immediate families) that we were in this for the long haul, officially. The sun rose behind us as we said our vows. Once the very informal ceremony was over, we hiked up to a beautiful lookout where we had spent one of our first dates.
There is something so renewing in the sunrise. Every morning we are given a new start in the most sublimely beautiful way. With each new day I am reminded of the beauty of that morning and every subsequent sunrise we’ve experienced in this life we’ve built together.
I’ll always remember that morning in Sanur. Watching the brilliant display of colors over the ocean while yelling at a pack of feral dogs trying to snag J’s Chaco and then getting pissed at J for rudely telling me I was blocking his light. #TrueLove.
Thanks to Beardo for all the awesome pics in this post.