Bali's BEST Ocean View Dive Resort: Tulamben's Hidden Gem!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this review is gonna be less "polished travel brochure" and more "drunken rambling about the hotel experience." Let's dive into this, shall we? And Lord knows, I need a vacation after writing this…
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The Grand Entrance & Accessibility Follies:
Right, so first impressions are everything, right? I'm talking about the exterior. Now, I'm not in a wheelchair myself, but I always pay attention because it's GOOD to know, and quite frankly, some hotels claim accessibility and then… don’t deliver. [Hotel Name] has an entryway that looks promising, a gentle ramp (phew!), and automatic doors. So far, so good! My imaginary friend, let’s call him Lenny, who is in a wheelchair, would probably give it a thumbs up. Lenny’s gotta find a way to get inside, you know? I mean, what’s the point of a nice pool if Lenny can't actually get to the pool, or anything else?
Inside? Elevators are present! YES! And… they're actually sized for wheelchairs. Not those tiny "just enough" ones. Bonus points. The lobby… well, it's sprawling. That’s a plus for maneuvering, but I didn't see any specific designated accessible seating in the lobby itself. Maybe Lenny could just… hang out there?
Anyway, Accessibility: 8/10. Good show, [Hotel Name], but don't be shy about signage and CLEARLY marked accessible routes.
Rooms, Glorious (and Wi-Fi-Enabled!) Rooms:
Okay, let's be real – the most important thing in a hotel room is the Wi-Fi, right? And praise the heavens, free Wi-Fi is advertised in all rooms! "Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!" they shout! And you know what? It actually worked. I could stream, I could work (blech), I could doomscroll. Victory! Bonus points for strong signal and a dedicated LAN connection too.
The room itself… I had a "non-smoking" room, which, even though I don't smoke, is always the safe option. It was clean, thank goodness! And the room offered all the essentials. A decent bed. Blackout curtains (essential for avoiding the dreaded morning sun), and a functioning air conditioner. A mini-bar, but I didn’t touch it. Because, hello, I'm on vacation! The bathroom was… adequate. Clean, plenty of hot water, but could be more spacious, if I'm being honest. There was a shower (thank GOD, I hate bath tubs), and the toiletries were, okay, let's face it, nothing to write home about. Bring your own fancy stuff!
But the little details matter. The wake-up service actually worked - no missed alarms, no missed deadlines, which is a miracle. There's an in-room safe, which is fantastic for stashing your valuables. And I loved the reading light by the bed! Perfect for settling in with a good book (if you’re into that sort of thing. I, myself, prefer my phone). I’m also glad there was a window that opens, because sometimes you just need some fresh air.
Rooms: 7.5/10. Solid, functional, and most importantly, Wi-Fi that doesn’t make you want to scream.
The Spa… My God, The Spa! (And All That Relaxation Stuff)
Okay, prepare yourselves. Because the spa at [Hotel Name]… well, it almost made me weep with joy. Almost. I am not lying. Seriously.
The spa itself is a proper, full-service operation. Sauna? Check. Steamroom? Check. Pool with a view? Double-check! They also offer everything under the sun – from a relaxing massage to a body wrap and body scrub (I didn’t try these, but the lady next to me looked like she was having the time of her life). I went for the classic deep tissue massage, and holy moly, it was transformative. My knots? Gone! My stress? Melted! My bank account? Slightly lighter. But worth it. Absolutely worth it.
I spent a good part of the afternoon just drifting in the outdoor swimming pool. The poolside bar was a godsend, and the drinks were strong enough to make me forget about the outside world. Bliss.
The gym/fitness room? Meh. It exists. The equipment looked… okay, a little dated maybe. I’m not much of a gym-goer, but I'm sure it’s perfectly fine.
Things to do / Ways to Relax: 9/10. The spa alone is worth the price of admission, in my humble opinion. Just be prepared to spend some serious time unwinding.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: The Ups and the Downs…
Ah, food. My other great love. [Hotel Name] boasts a plethora of dining options. They have restaurants, coffee shops, and a snack bar. And you know what? There's 24-hour room service! Hallelujah!
I went for the Asian breakfast one morning. It was… okay. Not exactly authentic, but edible. They also offer a breakfast buffet, which is my Achilles heel. I ate way too much. The coffee/tea in the restaurant was, well, hotel coffee. Don’t expect miracles.
I had dinner at one of the restaurants. It was an international cuisine establishment. The food was decent, nothing particularly innovative, but the service was friendly. I'm sure there was vegetarian dishes, though to be fair, I didn't look closely because I am a carnivore in the truest sense.
The bar? Perfectly acceptable for a pre-dinner cocktail. They also offer Happy hour!.
Dining, drinking, and snacking: 7/10 – Room for improvement in the food department, but the variety is appreciated.
Cleanliness and Safety – Because We're Still Living in That World
Okay, let's talk Covid, because, ugh. [Hotel Name] seems to be taking things seriously. I saw hand sanitizer stations everywhere. Staff appear to be trained in safety. Daily disinfection in common areas – check. Room sanitization opt-out are available, which is great. Safe dining setup.
Rooms are supposed to be sanitized between stays. I saw a few staff, dressed in the right gear, doing their thing.
I also saw CCTV cameras in common areas and outside the property.
Cleanliness and Safety: 8.5/10. Appreciated the efforts, though you can never be too careful these days.
Services and Conveniences – The Little Things That Matter
This is where [Hotel Name] really shines. They offer SO many services.
- 24-hour front desk - This is a MUST for any decent hotel, in my opinion.
- Concierge - Always a lifesaver. They helped me with finding a good restaurant and arranging a cab.
- Daily housekeeping - My room was always spotless!
- Elevator - Again, a necessity.
- Luggage storage- So handy when you have a stupidly early flight.
- Laundry service - They can handle the stuff I can't.
- Gift/souvenir shop - For those last-minute presents.
- Cash withdrawal - Saves you a trip to the ATM.
- Air conditioning in public and private areas - Necessary!
Services and Conveniences: 9/10. They really think of everything.
For the Kids (Because, Honestly… It Matters)
I don't have kids, but I saw families. There are kids facilities (though I didn't inspect them carefully). There is a **babysitting service
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Alright, buckle up, buttercups, because this is gonna be less "polished itinerary" and more "scribbled journal entry from a slightly sunburnt, perpetually damp soul in Bali." Ocean View Tulamben, here we come. And honestly? God, I need this. My therapist is probably already pre-booking a session for my post-trip debrief.
Day 1: The Arrival (and the Mild Panic)
- Morning (Before 6 AM): Wake up in a cold sweat at the ungodly hour of… well, whatever time my internal clock thinks is evil. Arrive at Denpasar, Bali (DPS). Holy mother of a thousand temples, it's HOT. And humid. I swear, my pores are already weeping.
- Transportation Chaos: The "pre-booked private transfer" feels… less private and more "shared with three other sweaty, jet-lagged souls." The driver, bless his heart, tries to chat, but my Indonesian is somewhere between "terima kasih" and "where's the air conditioning?" The drive to Tulamben is… long. The landscape unfolds like a vibrant, chaotic dream: Rice paddies in emerald gradients, temples with impossibly intricate carvings, scooters weaving through traffic like caffeinated insects. I spend most of the time fighting off a nap and Googling "how to say 'are we there yet?' in Bahasa Indonesia."
- Afternoon (Arrival at Ocean View and the initial, shaky, 'Oh god, this is beautiful!'): Check in! The staff are ridiculously friendly, like they've been genetically engineered to radiate sunshine. My room… yeah, it’s simple, but the view. Oh, the view. Turquoise water twinkling, the looming silhouette of the USS Liberty wreck beckoning in the distance. For a fleeting second I think 'wow this is all so perfect!'. Then I remember I have to unpack, and my luggage is a disaster zone.
- Afternoon (The dive school): OK, I'm signed up with the onsite dive school… and I'm suddenly questioning all my life choices. I'm a qualified diver, yes. But it's been a while. Like, "years spent mainly indoors and eating pizza" a while. The staff are wonderful, patient, and I'm filled with a newfound terror as they fit me with gear, and my wetsuit feels like a particularly tight sausage casing. But you know what? I love sausage, maybe this is not so bad.
- Evening: A truly beautiful sunset. I'm talking, colours you wouldn't believe. The kind that makes you silently tear up and question if life can ever get better. Dinner at the resort restaurant. The food, is good, but honestly, I can barely taste it, my adrenaline is still pumping from the dive school experience. I drink way too much Bintang beer and fall asleep before my head hits the pillow, dreaming of… well, I think it was a slightly terrifying clownfish.
Day 2: Diving (and the near-death experience… from sheer beauty)
- Morning: Wake up, sun beating down. Jump in the pool, it's lovely! Dive attempt number one: The USS Liberty Wreck. Guys, I'm not exaggerating when I say this is one of the most incredible things I've ever seen. Fish everywhere. Anemones, coral, the way the sun shines through the ship… it's other-worldly. I spend most of the dive trying not to fangirl and kick my fins in a frantic manner, but it's so incredible I can't breathe! The water is so warm I almost want to get lost inside the wreck and live there forever.
- Mid-Morning: Dive attempt number two: A coral reef. Lots of different types of fish, but after the wreck, it feels a little… meh. I'm officially spoiled. I'm already plotting my next dive, and the instructor asks me "are you ok?" which is understandable, seeing as I'm in love.
- Afternoon: Lunch. Nasi goreng, of course. It's the law. I accidentally get rice in my hair and spend the next hour picking it out. It still doesn't make me sad.
- Afternoon (THE experience): One more dive, because I'm addicted. The experience. The. Experience. I don't even remember the name of the spot (I'm terrible with details), but It involved a current, some seriously strong currents! And let me tell you, I felt like I was flying! The sheer force of the current was so terrifying I almost had a panic attack. Then I see a turtle. A massive, majestic sea turtle, just gliding along, completely unfazed by the chaos. And in that moment, everything shifted. It felt like the universe was winking at me, saying, "Chill out, you neurotic land-dweller. Just go with the flow." I was hypnotized, it was like a dream and the best dive ever. I forgot all about my fear and went with the flow. I felt so happy I might have cried a little underwater.
- Evening: Dinner, trying to describe the day to the other guests at the resort bar. "It was… incredible! Definitely… terrifying! But… incredible!" I probably sound insane. I am going to sleep with a smile on my face.
Day 3: Relaxation (and the slow, creeping realization that I don't want to leave)
- Morning: Sleep in! The bliss! Wake up, eat breakfast, and actually enjoy the view, which is breathtaking. The sun is doing some amazing changes to the sea so I'm glued.
- Morning (the spa): It's time to treat myself. A Balinese massage! The masseuse is tiny, but her hands are made of pure muscle. She kneads out all the knots I didn’t even know I had. I'm pretty sure I fall asleep at one point and start snoring. This is peak relaxation; what else is there?
- Afternoon: Laze around, reading and enjoying the silence. I think I might've developed a tan. I go back to the pool which makes me happy.
- Evening: Dinner with the sunset. I can't believe it has been only three days, I'm already sad I will have to leave.
Day 4: Departure (and the promise of returning!)
- Morning: One last dive. I feel like a different person. A calmer, happier, slightly salty person. The dive is good, not as good as Day 2, but no longer "meh".
- Afternoon: Check out. The staff are just as lovely as ever. The drive back to the airport… feels shorter? Maybe because I'm too busy replaying the incredible dives in my head.
- Evening: Goodbye to paradise? The airport, which is actually pretty modern. I’m in the cold and I am sad. Plane journey.
Post-Trip Debrief (at home):
I miss it. The heat, the chaos, the fish, and the stunning beauty that took my breath away. I'm already dreaming of when, not if, I'll be back. Ocean View Tulamben? You've stolen a piece of my heart. Just remember to pack your waterproof mascara. And maybe a therapist's business card. You'll need it.
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