Bali's BEST Ocean View Suite: Lush Trees Hotel NE62B Awaits!
Bali's BEST Ocean View Suite? Hold My Bintang! A Rambling Review of Lush Trees Hotel NE62B (with way too much detail!)
Alright, buckle up buttercups, because you're about to get the REAL DEAL about this supposed paradise: Bali's BEST Ocean View Suite: Lush Trees Hotel NE62B. I’m here to spill the beans, the rice, and maybe even a little Bintang on my experience. Let's go.
First off, let's get this straight. I'm not paid to say nice things. I'm a weary traveler seeking a blissful escape, and I’m bringing you every single, slightly-obsessive detail so you know what you're actually getting.
The Suite Itself: NE62B - Oh, the Trees! (and the View!)
Okay, the "Lush Trees" part? Spot on. The suite (NE62B, remember that) is nestled amongst some seriously verdant foliage. You wake up to birdsong that's almost charming, and the feeling of being truly, utterly hidden away. That tree-filtered sunlight? Chef's kiss. Then BAM! The ocean view. It's… breath-taking. Honestly. Picture this: you’re draped in a fluffy bathrobe (yes, they have them!), coffee in hand, and the endless blue stretches out before you. That initial WOW factor? Definitely there. It’s the kind of view that makes you completely forget you just spilled coffee down your front. (Don't judge, jet lag!)
Accessibility & Safety (The Boring, But Important, Stuff)
Yeah, yeah, boring, I know, but gotta cover the bases.
- Accessibility: Look, I didn't need wheelchair access, but I noticed the elevator and seemed to be readily available. Not sure how well-equipped the rooms actually are, but the presence of elevators is a huge plus.
- Cleanliness & Safety: Hyper important these days. And honestly, the hotel gets serious points here. They're practically OCD about hygiene. You get hand sanitizer everywhere, staff are masked and seem genuinely conscientious, and the constant cleaning in public areas is impressive. The rooms are supposedly fully sanitized between stays. I believe it. Seeing them take hygiene so seriously made me feel a lot more relaxed.
- Safety/Security Features: CCTV everywhere (inside and out), 24-hour security, safe deposit boxes in the room, smoke detectors, fire extinguishers… basically, they try their darnedest to make you feel safe which is great.
The Real Good Stuff: Relaxation, Recreation, and Rants
Alright, now we're talking. This is where things get interesting.
- Ways to Relax: This is where Lush Trees REALLY shines.
- Pool with a View: Absolutely stunning. Infinity pool overlooking the ocean, sun loungers, a bar… need I say more? Pure bliss. The pool is gorgeous. The view from the pool is gorgeous-er.
- Spa/Sauna & Spa/Sauna (yup, they list it twice!): I indulged. MASSAGE. Oh. Em. Gee. I opted for the Balinese massage, and it was genuinely transformative. My muscles felt like jelly, and I nearly fell asleep on the table. There's also a sauna, a steam room, and a whole range of treatments. I felt like a new person.
- Fitness Center: I peered in once. Looked pretty well-equipped. I, however, opted for more poolside relaxation. Okay, I lied. I didn't use it.
- Things to Do: Beyond the spa and pool, there's stuff.
- On-Site Event Hosting: They seem to handle events, but I didn't see any going on.
- Meeting/Banquet Facilities: Maybe they host business retreats or something? Didn’t see those either.
- For the Kids: They're family/child friendly, with babysitting service and kids facilities. Didn't have any kids with me, so can't really vouch for it.
- Things to do without leaving the hotel: Honestly, you could spend your entire stay within the hotel. There is just so much to do!
- Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Okay, this is where things get a little… mixed.
- Restaurants: There are restaurants. Plural. I tried the buffet, which was decent (Asian and Western options, plus the usual breakfast buffet fare), but the a la carte place was… well, hit or miss. Some dishes were amazing, others… not so much.
- Poolside Bar: The bar itself is fantastic - very convenient for an afternoon cocktail and a snack, served with a view that truly transports you.
- Happy Hour: Absolutely! Essential.
- Room Service (24-Hour): This is a game-changer! Especially when you’re wrestling with jet lag at 3 AM and craving something (anything) to eat. The menu is surprisingly extensive, and the food was actually pretty good.
- Snack Bar/Coffee Shop: They’re present, but nothing to write home about.
- Services and Conveniences:
- Wi-Fi: Free Wi-Fi in all rooms! It worked. It did the thing.
- 24-Hour Front Desk: Helpful and friendly.
- Concierge: They helped me arrange a day trip to Nusa Penida, and honestly, they were fantastic.
- Laundry Service: Super convenient.
- Currency Exchange: Surprisingly good rates.
- Anything else you could want: Air con, desk space, a mini-bar (loaded!), they thought of pretty much everything. And if they didn’t, I didn’t need it!
The Quirks, the Quips, and the Occasional Grumbles
Okay, let's get honest, shall we? Nothing's perfect.
- The Noise: The birdsong in the morning… charming at first, then a bit relentless, honestly. Bring earplugs if you like to sleep in.
- The Occasional Imperfection: There were a few minor hiccups. One day my room wasn't cleaned until late afternoon, and I had ONE slightly undercooked piece of fish. Nothing major, but worth mentioning.
- The Staff (Mostly): The staff is generally lovely, genuinely friendly, and helpful. However, on one occasion, I got the distinct impression someone was trying to up-sell me on a spa treatment I really couldn’t afford. This happens. It’s the business.
The Verdict: Would I Go Back? (and Should YOU?)
Yes. Absolutely yes. Despite the minor imperfections, the Lush Trees Hotel NE62B Ocean View Suite is pretty darn close to paradise. That view? Priceless. The spa? Heavenly. The staff (99% of them)? Wonderful. The fact that they took safety so seriously made me feel comfortable in a world where you just aren’t always sure what to expect.
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In short: Book the damn suite. You won't regret it. (Unless you're allergic to bliss, then maybe…)
Ho Chi Minh City's BEST View: 3BR Panorama Riverfront Paradise!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this isn't going to be your typical meticulously planned travel itinerary. This is more… me: a hot mess of good intentions, questionable decisions, and a whole lotta love for Bali. We’re talking Lush Trees Hotel, 1 BR Suite Ocean View NE62B (fancy, huh?), and a whole lot of "winging it" sprinkled in.
Bali Babe: A Week of Sun, Swirls, and Shenanigans (or, How I Tried to Find Myself and Almost Lost My Luggage… Twice)
Day 1: Arrival & Paradise Found (Maybe? Depends on the Airport Experience)
- Morning (7:00 AM - 12:00 PM - Subject to "Bali Time"™): Landed in Denpasar. Ugh. The airport. Let's just say it's a sensory overload of heat, hawkers, and the faint smell of frangipani mixed with… something less pleasant. Finding my transfer to the Lush Trees was… a saga. Turns out, "clearly written" directions are not always "clearly understandable" after a 20-hour flight. (RANT ALERT!) The lack of air conditioning at passport control… shivers. And the dude who kept trying to sell me a SIM card that obviously cost three times what it should have? Eye roll. But finally! Found my driver, thankfully, and we were off.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Lush Trees. Holy. Freaking. Moly. NE62B. That view… the ocean stretching out forever… I literally gasped. Okay, maybe a small, slightly theatrical gasp, but still! Dropped the bags (seriously, almost dropped one - lesson learned, pack lighter next time) and dove headfirst into the balcony. Ocean, check. That view… it’s worth every goddamn penny. Unpacked (sort of - more like, dumped everything in the general vicinity of the closet).
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): Wandered a bit, found the hotel pool (yes!), and spent a delightful hour pretending to be a mermaid. Ordered room service: Nasi Goreng, the eternal traveler’s best friend. Attempted (and failed) to learn a few basic Balinese phrases. "Terima kasih" is about the extent of my linguistic prowess. Now, collapsing into bed, completely overwhelmed but also totally blissed out. Good day. Even the airport can’t kill my vibe.
Day 2: The Temple Tantrums & Tegalalang's Tea-riffic Tales
- Morning (8:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Breakfast at the hotel. Stared longingly at a plate of fruit, but had to order the pancakes. Because Bali calories don’t count, right? Decided to visit Uluwatu Temple. Mistake number one: Didn't check the weather forecast. Rained the entire car ride there! And got there only to discover they only let me into the temple with a sarong. (I didn't have one) Mistake number two: Didn't get the proper research for the monkeys. Yes, the monkeys. They are sneaky little bandits! They stole my sunglasses, attempted to steal my phone, and generally caused a ruckus. I mean, I got some great photos, but it was a stressful experience, to say the least. Learned a valuable lesson that day: Secure your possessions.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Lunch at some random warung (small, local restaurant) I found on the way back. Surprisingly delicious. Refueled before heading to Tegalalang Rice Terraces. This was the highlight of the day. The view was breathtaking. Felt like I had woken up in a screensaver. Walked around the terraces. Took a million photos. Ordered fresh coconut water. It was a moment of zen (minus the constant threat of slipping down the muddy slopes).
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): Back to the hotel. Indulged in a massage (after the monkey-induced stress). Oh, that massage - pure heaven. Followed by a sunset cocktail on the balcony. The ocean was a perfect canvas of orange and pink. Felt like a total cliché, but a happy one.
Day 3: Surfing Fails, Sunset Strolls, and a Stolen Purse (OH. EM. GEE.)
- Morning (7:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Decided to be adventurous. Signed up for a surf lesson. Epic Fail Alert! Let’s just say my talents are more suited to sunbathing than surfing. I spent more time underwater than on the board. And got slapped in the face with a wave. Hilarious to watch, embarrassing to experience. Ended up with a killer tan line on my left arm, which is a win, I guess.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Lunch at a beachside cafe to drown my surfing sorrows with some Bintangs and seafood. After lunch? A quick stroll through the local market. And that's when it happened–the purse was gone! The realization that my carefully curated selection of lipsticks, sunscreen, and emergency cash had vanished hit me like a ton of bricks. Panic. Tears. More tears. Spent the rest of the afternoon dealing with the police (a unique cultural experience, believe me!). Filed a report. Lesson learned: Be extra vigilant with your stuff. Bali is safe for tourist, but it's best to keep your belongings safe and sound.
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): Devastated, but determined to salvage the day. Went for a sunset walk on the beach. The colors were spectacular, offering a little bit of solace. Treated myself to dinner at a nice restaurant. Had a delicious Balinese curry. Got completely lost in the flavor and forgot, for a moment, about the purse. Ended the night on a slightly sour note, but with a promise to myself that I'd go back to that market and find the thief.
Day 4: Spiritual Awakening (Maybe? Or Just a Really Good Latte?)
- Morning (8:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Decided to try something different. Visited a yoga retreat. Yoga on the beach was cool with a spiritual side. The teacher had a serenity that was contagious. The poses were… challenging, let's say. And I sweat a lot. But I felt… good. Refreshed. Slightly less of a complete mess. Followed it with a beautiful smoothie.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Visited a local coffee plantation. Tried the famous Kopi Luwak (coffee made from coffee beans that have been eaten and defecated by civet cats. Seriously). And the coffee was great, I will admit! And yes, I did take a picture of the civet cats. They seemed to enjoy their caffeinated lifestyle. Also bought a bag to take home.
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): Another massage! (Needed it after the yoga). Dinner at the hotel restaurant (I really didn't want to venture out after the purse fiasco - the food was great though!). Watched a movie on my laptop. Feeling a little more grounded.
Day 5: Ubud's Enchantment & Artsy Adventures
- Morning (9:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Day trip to Ubud! Rented a car and driver. Stopped at a traditional Balinese dance performance. The intricate costumes and the music. I was captivated
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Explored the Ubud Art Market. The sheer variety of handicrafts and unique items was overwhelming. Purchased some souvenirs, but the prices were a little high. Had lunch at a quaint café with a view of the rice paddies. Delicious!
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): Watched the sunset at Tegalalang rice fields. The scenery was incredible and the weather was good. Dinner at a local restaurant and tried a roasted duck dish. Back to the hotel after a long day of sightseeing.
Day 6: Beach Bummin' & Sunset Sips
- Morning (9:00 AM - 12:00 PM): Beach day! Spent the morning swimming, sunbathing, and reading on the beach.
- Afternoon (12:00 PM - 4:00 PM): Had lunch at a beachfront restaurant and enjoyed fresh seafood.
- Evening (4:00 PM - 9:00 PM): Watched the beautiful sunset from the hotel balcony. It was a serene moment. Went to a bar by the beach for dinner. Had a great meal and enjoyed the atmosphere.
**Day 7: Farewell Bali (Sniff, Sniff…) & the
Unbelievable Villagiovanna: Milan's Hidden Hotel Gem!
So, what even IS this whole "FAQ" thing supposed to be about? Like, really, REALLY though?
Ugh, okay, so the *intention* was to… well, answer some frequently asked questions. You know, the basic stuff. But honestly? My brain doesn't *do* basic. So, expect a rollercoaster. Think of it like a demented choose-your-own-adventure, only *I'm* the one stumbling through the plot. Let's just say I'm answering questions about… LIFE? Yeah, let's stick with that. Life, the universe, and everything. Or at least, my tiny, slightly-chaotic sliver of it.
Okay, fine. But what QUESTION are we *actually* answering? What is the subject here?
Alright, alright, you caught me. I'm flying by the seat of my pants. Let's say... maybe it's a FAQ about the *experience* of something. Because, let's face it, knowing *what* something is isn't nearly as interesting as how it *feels*. And "feels" is a word I'm gonna be leaning on *hard*.
What's the worst thing that's *EVER* happened to you? (Go on, spill it!)
Ugh. Okay. Let's talk about the time I dyed my hair. Seems innocuous, right? Girl wants to change up her look. But… ohhh boy. It started innocently enough. I thought, "Hey, a little auburn would be *nice*!" I, being the incredibly patient and cautious person I am (insert massive eye roll here), decided to go for a *permanent* dye. Because, you know, commitment. And because I'm a total idiot.
I followed the instructions, mostly. The part where it said "test a strand" I, of course, ignored. Because, YOLO! (Even though, at the time, I don't think I even *knew* the acronym). Anyway, applied the stuff, waited patiently (lied, I paced like a caged tiger), and then… washed it out.
The result? My hair was… fire engine red. Like, *blindingly* red. It was less "auburn" and more "the color of a nuclear explosion." I looked like a crazed clown who had escaped from a circus and developed a bad habit of wearing *only* very brightly colored clothing. And the worst part? I had a huge presentation the *next day*. I spent the entire presentation trying to hide under a ridiculously awkward, oversized hoodie. It was a disaster. And every time I see a fire truck, I get a little shudder. So, yeah. That's up there.
**Pro Tip:** Maybe, just *maybe*, do the strand test. And consider a more subtle shade. Just a thought.
So, what do you *actually* enjoy? Besides, you know, not dyeing your hair fire-engine red ever again?
Okay, okay, moving on from the crimson catastrophe. Let's talk *good* stuff, before I get totally depressed. I love… well, I love the feeling of finally figuring something out. Like, that moment when a knot unties, or a concept clicks, or you finally get that stupid level on that game you've been playing for a week solid.
There's also this intense joy in just… being. You know, the sun on your face, a good cup of coffee, actually laughing out loud. Seriously, pure, unadulterated cackling, the kind that makes your sides hurt. Those moments. *Chef's kiss*. Those are the moments. And, of course, I *love* when I finally finish a project so large that I'm shocked I didn't cry at some point during the process.
What's your biggest pet peeve? (Don't hold back!)
Ugh. Okay. This one's easy. People who… chew loudly. Seriously. It's like a tiny, personal apocalypse happening right in my earhole. I almost lost it at the grocery store last week. This woman... I swear, she was practically *inhaling* her apple. I wanted to politely say, "Hey, could ya not? My sanity is fragile." But I didn't. I just clenched my jaw and stared intensely at the organic kale as if it was the last kale on earth.
I understand that a little lip smacking is inevitable but some people *weaponize* their chewing. It's a biological assault. I *shudder* just thinking about it. Other than that... not much bothers me. Kinda.
What is your most important skill?
Okay, "skill" is a generous term. But if I had to pick one, I'd say... I'm pretty good at apologizing. Not because I'm always *wrong*. But because I can usually see the other person's point of view, even when I think *they're* being unreasonable. It's a weird combination of empathy and a healthy dose of self-preservation, I admit. Because, let's face it, life's too short for stupid arguments. Plus there's the aforementioned nuclear explosion hair. I *really* don't want to make things worse.
What are you most afraid of?
That's a tough one. I'm not afraid of heights or spiders, for the most part. No, I think I'm most afraid of... wasting time. Of looking back and realizing I didn't *do* anything, I didn't *try* anything, I just… existed. That keeps me up at night.
Maybe it's because it feels like the clock is ALWAYS ticking. Some days I feel like I'm frantically trying to catch a bus that left without me five minutes ago. And I'm not sure you can ever really *catch up*. So... that's scary.
What's something about you that would surprise people?
Hmm... I think people are often surprised that I'm secretly a total softie. I look all tough-guy, sarcastic exterior, but I get choked up at the dumbest things. Like, a particularly heartwarming commercial? *Tears.* A baby animal doing something cute? *Sobbing.* The other day, I cried because a sandwich looked so appetizing. Don't judge. It was a *good* sandwich. It's all about the sandwich.
