Bali's 10-BR Wooden Dream House: Unbelievable Ocean Views! (IR117A)

Wooden House 10 BR Amazing View IR117A Bali Indonesia

Wooden House 10 BR Amazing View IR117A Bali Indonesia

Bali's 10-BR Wooden Dream House: Unbelievable Ocean Views! (IR117A)

Bali's 10-BR Wooden Dream House: Unbelievable Ocean Views! (IR117A) - The Unfiltered Truth (and Why You NEED to Book It)

Okay, folks, let's cut the crap. You're looking at a dream trip to Bali, right? You’ve seen the influencers with their perfect tans and perfectly-staged photos. Well, I'm here to tell you what REALLY happened when I stayed at Bali's 10-BR Wooden Dream House (IR117A). And trust me, it's even better than the Insta-glamour portrays.

First off, accessibility. Now, I didn't arrive in a wheelchair (thank goodness!), but I did spend a good chunk of my trip nursing a dodgy knee after a particularly enthusiastic surfing session. The good news? Getting around the property was surprisingly easy. There's a lot of open space, thankfully a lot of stairs weren’t terribly steep, which saved me from hobbling like a pensioner on the way back from the fridge (vital when you have a fridge stocked with Bintang!). I didn’t see any specific mention of wheelchair accessibility in the listing, but a lot of the common areas at least seemed potentially navigable. But definitely double-check with the property if accessibility is a major concern.

Then there's the internet. Free Wi-Fi everywhere! The whole shebang. I’m all about staying connected – I need that Instagram validation, you know? – and the internet… well, it was Bali internet. Sometimes screaming fast, perfect for streaming movies in my room with the amazing air conditioning, other times, a little… patchy. But honestly, who cares? You’re in paradise, right? Just embrace the digital detox when it crashes. And hey, they DO have Internet [LAN] in rooms – for those nerds who still like plugging in.

Cleanliness and safety, especially after the whole… pandemic… situation, are paramount. This place REALLY impressed. Anti-viral cleaning products? Check. Daily disinfection in common areas? Check. They even offer a room sanitization opt-out if you're weirdly attached to the germs. I saw staff wiping down everything constantly – the handrails, tables, even the damn leaves on the plants looked suspiciously shiny. They’ve got a doctor/nurse on call, first aid kit, and hand sanitizer everywhere. Plus, the emphasis on physical distancing felt reassuring without being suffocating. The staff were all masked up too, even at the 24-hour front desk.

Now, for the fun stuff. Things to do, ways to relax… Buckle up, buttercups. This place is a haven.

  • The Pool with a View: The photos don't do it justice. Seriously. Floating in that infinity pool, overlooking the ocean… it's pure bliss. I spent a solid afternoon just staring out at the waves, contemplating the meaning of life (or, you know, what flavour smoothie to order next from the poolside bar).
  • Spa/Sauna/Massage: Yeah, yeah, the usual suspects. But the spa was actually amazing. I got a massage (naturally) and a body scrub that left my skin feeling like a newborn baby's bottom. They also have a steam room and foot bath. Honestly, I was practically a puddle of Zen when I left.
  • Fitness Center, Gym/Fitness: I saw them. Didn’t use them. Bali is my gym. So many stairs, so much walking. So much… Bintang! (Priorities, people.)
  • Breakfast in Room: Okay, so, here’s a confession. I’m not always a morning person. Waking up to a tray laden with Indonesian breakfast in my room? Pure decadence. The breakfast takeaway service and the room service [24-hour]? Game changers. The Asian breakfast was a MUST, as was the coffee/tea in restaurant.

Dining, drinking, and snacking: Oh, my sweet, starving soul. Prepare to gain a kilo… or five.

  • Restaurants: Loads of options. A la carte in restaurant?, Asian cuisine in restaurant?, International cuisine in restaurant? all yes. They even had a surprisingly decent vegetarian restaurant which my (very picky) friend adored. The buffet in restaurant? Solid. And there was a Poolside bar that was constantly tempting me, and they even had a happy hour!
  • Snack bar: Oh, that snack bar lured me in during the middle of the day, and the lure was strong.
  • Desserts in restaurant: I could eat the entire dessert cart without a hint of regret.
  • Bars: You can grab a drink a many different places on site.

Services and conveniences: This is where this place really shines.

  • Cashless payment service: This is a definite benefit.
  • Concierge: Super helpful. They booked me surfing lessons (which, as I mentioned, didn't go perfectly), arranged scooters, and basically saved my uncoordinated ass a few times.
  • Daily housekeeping: My room was spotless every single day. It was like magic.
  • Food delivery: Crucial for those nights when you just want to slob out in your robe and watch movies.
  • Laundry service: Because no one wants to do laundry on vacation.
  • Safety deposit boxes: Always a good idea. You should be paranoid.
  • Air conditioning in public area?: Yep, it’s a Bali must!
  • Front desk [24-hour]: Essential!
  • Invoice provided: Nice for the business traveler.

For the kids: I didn't have kids with me, but the whole place seemed incredibly family-friendly. Kids facilities for sure!

Getting around:

  • Airport transfer: Absolutely worth it after a long flight.
  • Car park [free of charge], Car park [on-site]: Handy if you want to rent a car. I'd recommend scooters though. Just be careful!
  • Taxi service: Easy to arrange.
  • Bicycle parking: If you're into that.

Available in all rooms: Let’s just run through a few highlights:

  • Air conditioning: Necessary. End of discussion.
  • Alarm clock: Get up and see the sunrise!
  • Bathrobes, Slippers: The little luxuries that make a big difference.
  • Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea: Fuel for your adventures.
  • Hair dryer: Because humidity is a beast.
  • In-room safe box: Secure the passport!
  • Mini bar: Stocked with essentials (and maybe a few guilty pleasures).
  • Private bathroom, Separate shower/bathtub: Luxury, baby.
  • Wake-up service: For those sunrise yoga sessions (or the early flight home).
  • Wi-Fi [free]: Still available for those Instagram updates.
  • Window that opens: Breathe in the fresh Bali air (and listen to the jungle sounds at night).

The Quirks & Imperfections (Because Let's Be Real):

  • The staff, bless their hearts, are incredibly polite. It's almost too polite sometimes. It can take a few extra minutes to iron out a request, but hey, you're on island time! Relax! Enjoy the ambiance!
  • The walk to the beach, while scenic, is a little… steep. Especially after a few Bintangs. But hey, it's good exercise!
  • You might hear some noise from the other guests. (They were loud when they were very happy)

My Verdict?

This place is incredible. It's luxurious but not stuffy, beautiful but not pretentious. It’s perfect for a family getaway, a romantic escape, or a solo adventure (like mine). You’re going to feel pampered, relaxed, and probably slightly sunburnt. And you'll be posting Instagram stories that will make all your friends jealous.

The Offer (Don't Even Think Twice!):

Book your stay at Bali's 10-BR Wooden Dream House (IR117A) NOW and get:

  • A complimentary spa treatment for two! (Because you deserve it.)
  • A free bottle of local wine upon arrival! (Cheers to that!)
  • Early check-in/late check-out (If available, because who wants to rush?)
  • A special offer for a Private Couple’s dinner by the infinity pool: Because… romantic.

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Wooden House 10 BR Amazing View IR117A Bali Indonesia

Wooden House 10 BR Amazing View IR117A Bali Indonesia

Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this ain't your grandma's itinerary. We're talking Bali, "Wooden House 10 BR Amazing View IR117A" (which, let's be real, sounds like the name of a dystopian sci-fi villain's lair, but hey, it has an amazing view), and me. Prepare for the beautiful, the chaotic, and the utterly unpredictable. This is… my Bali trip.

Day 1: Arrival & Oh. My. God. Views.

  • Morning (6:00 AM - 12:00 PM): The journey from the airport? Forget about it. I'm a travel agent, so I've already been there. This is only a day schedule. After a long drive, the drive was a nightmare: clogged roads, screaming scooters weaving like caffeinated cobras, the air thick with exhaust and the scent of frangipani. Finally, we arrived at the "Amazing View" villa. And honestly? The view? The gods themselves must've designed it. Pure, unadulterated, jaw-dropping beauty. You know that feeling when your soul sighs? Yeah, that.
  • Afternoon (12:00 PM - 5:00 PM): Unpack. This is when the utter mess would begin, and that's just the way I like it. Found a stray ant already. (Cue the internal anxiety). Found the pool. Fell in love with the pool. Decided I was going to be a mermaid for the rest of the trip. (Spoiler alert: didn't happen, but it's the intention that counts, right?)
  • Evening (5:00 PM - Late): Sunset cocktails. Because, obviously. Sat on the balcony, sipped something tropical (forget the name, but it was sparkly and involved a tiny umbrella), watched the sun bleed into the horizon. My inner monologue: "Yep, I'm never leaving this balcony. This is it. This is the life." Drank too much, stumbled back inside. Ordered room service. It arrived like a plate of food from heaven.

Day 2: Rice Terraces & Questionable Monkey Encounters.

  • Morning (7:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Okay, tourist time. Tegallalang Rice Terraces, here we come! Booked a driver. The drive was surprisingly smooth? (I'm suspicious). Reached the terraced rice paddies… and I'm officially in awe. Seriously, it's like a green, living artwork. Spent way too long taking photos, trying (and failing) to capture the sheer scale of the place. Bought a ridiculous straw hat. Completely worth it.
  • Afternoon (12:00 PM - 5:00 PM): Monkey Forest Sanctuary! Everyone raves about it, right? Full of monkeys. Okay. A lot of monkeys. They're cute… from a distance. One jumped on my shoulder, and I screamed like a banshee. It stole my sunglasses. My precious sunglasses. I may have shed a tear. The monkeys, on the other hand, were unfazed. Still, it was a memorable experience… maybe too memorable.
  • Evening (5:00 PM - Late): A massage. Needed it after the monkey incident. Found a little spa place where the masseuse practically melted my muscles. Pure bliss. Dinner at a warung (a local restaurant). Ate way too much nasi goreng. Regretted nothing.

Day 3: Beach Bumming & Unexpected Tears.

  • Morning (8:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Beach day! Seminyak Beach to be exact. Sunscreen, towel, book. Check, check, check. The sand was warm between my toes. The ocean was the perfect, dreamy turquoise. Spent the morning lounging, reading, occasionally dozing. Found myself thinking, "This is what happiness feels like."
  • Afternoon (12:00 PM - 5:00 PM): Beach bumming, continued. Watched the surfers. Tried to surf. (Spoiler alert: I failed spectacularly). Found a beachside cafe. Ordered the freshest seafood I have ever tasted. Conversation with a local -- made me think about how lucky I am.
  • Evening (5:00 PM - Late): Okay, this is where things get weird. I went to a Balinese dance performance. The music, the costumes, the stories – it was all so incredibly moving. Then the dancers started to cry as part of the performance, and I swear that I couldn't even have controlled the tears. The raw, genuine emotion? It just undid me. I walked back to the villa with tears streaming down my face, feeling both utterly ridiculous and profoundly touched. (I'm not going to lie, I ended up eating instant noodles and watching trashy reality TV to try and pull myself out of it. Don't judge me.)

Day 4: Cooking Class, Cultural Immersion, and a Complete Food Coma.

  • Morning (9:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Cooking class! Always wanted to learn how to cook Balinese food. And I did! The chef was a lovely, patient woman who somehow managed to teach me how to make satay and gado-gado without me accidentally setting the kitchen on fire. Learnt about which spices can be used when and how to do it.
  • Afternoon (12:00 PM - 5:00 PM): Lunch, and a food coma. Ate everything I cooked. Was so full. Thought about taking a nap, but…
  • Evening (5:00 PM - Late): Then walked into a temple. Walked around, and was very still. Sat and watched the stars. Was so utterly and completely grateful. Then, back to the villa. Ordered pizza. (Because, you know, balance.)

Day 5: Departure… and the Questionable Return.

  • Morning (7:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Woke up feeling completely and utterly relaxed. Did a final swim in the pool. Said goodbye to the view that had stolen my heart. Packed. Dreaded the inevitable departure.
  • Afternoon (12:00 PM - 5:00 PM): The drive to the airport. The same clogged roads, the same screaming scooters, the same air thick with exhaust. But this time, it didn't bother me as much. I was already missing Bali. Thinking about the next trip.
  • Evening (5:00 PM - Late): Plane. Departure. The long, long flight home. Already planning my return. Because let's face it, Bali might not always be perfect, but it’s… well, it’s like therapy, but with amazing views and monkeys. And I am so, so ready to go back. And I'm already planning my return. Maybe I'll even learn to surf next time. (Or at least, not scream quite so loudly at the monkeys.)
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Wooden House 10 BR Amazing View IR117A Bali Indonesia

Wooden House 10 BR Amazing View IR117A Bali IndonesiaOkay, buckle up, buttercup, because we're about to dive deep into the messy, beautiful, and occasionally horrifying world of... well, let's just say "stuff." And we're doing it FAQ-style, because apparently, that's how humans process information. Here we go!

Okay, so... What *is* this "thing" we're talking about, anyway? Like, the BIG idea?

Ugh, right? The *big* idea. Look, honestly, the *big* idea is sometimes just... living. Just, you know, *doing* it. Everything from the mundane (making coffee... again) to the monumental (surviving a particularly brutal Tuesday). It's all part of this… experience. And I'm rambling already, aren't I? Sorry. It's been a week. The real answer is... there isn't one single "thing." It's everything. It's the messy, beautiful quilt of existence. And it's glorious and maddening all at once. Now, *what's next?*

If it's everything, then how do I actually *do* it? Like, what's the user manual? Because I *lost* mine.

User manual? HA! Honey, if there *was* a user manual, we'd all be so much less… *interesting*, you know? Look, the "how" part is the real kicker. There isn't a one-size-fits-all. It's trial and error, mostly error. It's waking up, figuring out what you need to eat to keep your brain from going full-on "zombie mode," trying to be a decent human being (most days!), and then… trying again. Seriously, I'm convinced that figuring out how to parallel park is a higher life-skill than anything I learned in college. And I still *suck* at parallel parking! It's just… keeping at it. Even when you want to hide under the covers and pretend the world doesn’t exist. And, believe me, some days… *oh, sweet goddess*, some days…

Okay, so what about *achievements*? Like, are there any? Do I get a gold star for surviving a particularly grueling grocery shopping trip?

Gold stars? Look, if we were getting gold stars for *everything*, we'd be drowning in them. The *real* achievements are the ones you can't quantify. That time you *didn't* scream at your boss after their ridiculous email? Gold star. The fact that you managed to hold back tears when you saw that dog video? Platinum star. Learning to forgive yourself for your mistakes? That's… a supernova of an achievement. It's not about the big, flashy things. It's about the small, quiet victories that you've conquered every. Single. Day. And, yes, surviving a particularly brutal grocery trip *does* deserve a cookie. Or, you know, maybe a whole cake. You deserve it.

What about... *failure*? I'm really good at that. Like, a *professional*-level failure.

Oh, honey, *welcome to the club*! Failure is the universal language! I once tried to bake a cake. A *simple* cake, mind you. Box mix, follow the directions… disaster. It looked like something exploded in my oven. And it tasted… well, let's just say my dog wouldn't even touch it. But you know what? I laughed. A lot. Failure is *essential*. It’s where you learn, where you grow. Think of it like this: every mistake is a lesson disguised as an embarrassing story. And the best part? You get better stories to tell! Failure isn't the end; it's the setup. Embrace it. Learn from it. Then, tell everyone about it, with *lots* of dramatic hand gestures. It's therapeutic.

But… what if I’m *lonely*? What if I feel utterly, completely and utterly alone in all of this?

Ugh, that one hits hard, doesn’t it? Loneliness is a soul-crushing beast. It can feel like you’re adrift in a vast, uncaring ocean. And honestly? Sometimes, *you are*. I've been there. I *am* there, sometimes. It’s a horrible feeling. But even in the deepest dark, there's a tiny, flickering ember of hope. Reach out. Tell someone. Even just a friend, family member, or yes, even the cashier at the grocery store. *Tell them* you're feeling lost. They might not have all the answers (and *I certainly don't*). But they can offer a hand, or a listening ear. Think of it like this - even in space, with all that emptiness, there are stars. Look for your stars.

Okay, so, what about the *good* stuff? Give me something uplifting here! I need a ray of sunshine!

Sunshine? Alright, alright. Here's the thing. The good stuff is *everywhere*. It's the smell of coffee in the morning (after you *finally* get out of bed, of course!). It's the laughter of a child. It's that moment of pure, unadulterated joy when your pet does something utterly ridiculous. It's the feeling of the sun on your skin, the taste of a perfect slice of pizza, the satisfaction of FINALLY finishing a project you've been putting off. It’s the quiet contentment of a good book, the shared intimacy of a meaningful conversation. It's finding a parking spot *right in front* of your destination! The beautiful thing is that the good stuff? It's free. It's abundant. You just have to… *look* for it. And sometimes, you have to *create* it. Go buy that dang ice cream! Dance like nobody's watching! Because…why not?

What about, you know, *meaning*? That whole "what's the point" thing?

Oh, *meaning*. The existential kicker! That's the big one, isn't it? Look, I’m not a philosopher. I’m not going to tell you The Truth. Here’s the deal: meaning isn’t handed down. You *make* it. It's not some grand, pre-ordained thing. It's in the choices you make, the love you give, the kindness you show. It's in creating something, whether it's a painting, a garden, or just a damn good meal. It's in leaving the world a tiny bit brighter than you found it. Honestly? Sometimes, my meaning is just keeping the plants alive… and not setting fire to the kitchen while attempting to cook. For today, at least, that's plenty. It’s a work in progress. Always.
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Wooden House 10 BR Amazing View IR117A Bali Indonesia

Wooden House 10 BR Amazing View IR117A Bali Indonesia

Wooden House 10 BR Amazing View IR117A Bali Indonesia

Wooden House 10 BR Amazing View IR117A Bali Indonesia