Escape to Paradise: Bali's Rosemary Cottage Awaits!
Escape to Paradise: Bali's Rosemary Cottage Awaits! - A Review (And a Confession)
Okay, so you're looking at Bali, huh? You dreaming of Bali? Good. Because I just got back from Rosemary Cottage, and lemme tell ya, it's the kind of place that makes you re-evaluate your entire life and possibly consider quitting your job to become a fruit farmer. (More on that later. I almost did.)
This isn’t your polished, sanitized, corporate review. This is me, fresh off the plane (and still a little buzzed on Bintang, if I’m honest), giving you the real lowdown on Rosemary Cottage. So buckle up, buttercups.
First Impressions (and My Internal Panic):
Getting there was… an adventure. Bali traffic? Oy vey. But the second that Rosemary Cottage’s gates swung open, I swear, my shoulders physically relaxed. Lush greenery, the gentle whisper of the wind… I actually gasped. (Don’t judge. I’m a city slicker.) The exterior is gorgeous, and the exterior corridor of my room was this charming Balinese design.
Accessibility: (Because Seriously, Who Knows?)
Look, I didn’t test the limits of accessibility, but I saw the elevator, which is a HUGE plus for anyone with mobility issues. And they definitely have facilities for disabled guests, which is a big win in a place that’s often pretty, but not always that practical.
Rooms & Stuff: (My Personal Sanctuary, Minus the Laundry)
Okay, the room. Available in all rooms? Yep, that's the air conditioning, and thank god for it. I was practically dripping the first few days. It’s a non-smoking place (thank god for that, too), which I appreciated, and the soundproof rooms were a lifesaver when I was trying to sleep off the jet lag. Seriously, the first few days were a blur of blackout curtains, alarm clocks, and me muttering “Wake-up service… thank you, sweet savior.” The daily housekeeping was daily, and they left complimentary tea which I drank.
Internet access – wireless? Check. Wi-Fi [free]? Double-check. And it actually worked. (Unlike certain "luxury" hotels I've, ahem, stayed in…) I also went straight for the desk to catch up with some work on my laptop workspace.
The Bathroom (And My Relationship with the Refrigerator):
The mini bar was a beautiful thing. I mean, refrigerator full of cold drinks? In Bali HEAT? Absolute genius! And the slippers were a nice touch. The separate shower/bathtub? Heavenly. And who needs a bathroom phone? I did.
The Food (Oh, the Food!)
A la carte in restaurants, Asian breakfast, International cuisine in restaurant – my tastebuds are still doing the happy dance. Let’s talk breakfast. I’m a Western breakfast kinda gal, and Rosemary Cottage delivered. Eggs, bacon, fruit… the works. But the Asian breakfast? Wow. Completely blew me away. Seriously, the coffee/tea in restaurant was good enough to ditch my usual Starbucks. Plus, breakfast in room? Breakfast takeaway service?? Genius. I sampled things like salad in the restaurant and soup in the restaurant, but the desserts in restaurant… whew. Worth every extra calorie. The poolside bar? My new best friend. Happy hour? Even better.
Things to Do & Ways to Relax (My Fruit Farmer Fantasy Begins Here):
Okay, this is where Rosemary Cottage truly shines. The swimming pool [outdoor] is gorgeous, and the pool with view is even more gorgeous. But let's talk about the Spa/sauna. Oh. My. God.
I went for a body scrub first. The woman who gave it to me? She had hands of magic. Seriously, all my city grime and stress just melted away. Then came the massage. I'm not even kidding, I think I snored. The sauna? Pure bliss. And the steamroom? Forget the world. I could feel by skin getting all purified by steam, it was so good. And the foot bath… well, let’s just say my feet have never felt so loved. I didn't get to try the fitness center or gym/fitness, and I wasn't looking for it, to be honest. Body wrap? Now, I want to return for it.
That's where I got the fruit farmer idea. Lying there, wrapped in some fragrant concoction, listening to the birds… I saw a vision. Me, in overalls, happily harvesting papayas. (Someone, please, talk me out of this?)
Cleanliness & Safety (Important Stuff, Even if You're a Fruit Farmer at Heart):
This place is immaculate. Anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas. Rooms sanitized between stays. Staff trained in safety protocol. They're taking things seriously, which is a massive comfort. They even have hand sanitizer everywhere.
Dining, Drinking, & Snacking (Fueling the Escape):
The bar situation is solid. They’ve got bottle of water, and the snack bar is perfect for grabbing a quick bite between dips in the pool. I would have done the vegetarian restaurant if I needed to.
Services & Conveniences (Making Life Easy):
Laundry service? Yes, please. Currency exchange? Absolutely. Cash withdrawal? Needed it. Concierge? They were amazing and incredibly helpful. Doorman? Always a friendly face. Then there's the car park [free of charge], which is a huge bonus if you're renting a scooter (which you should!).
For the Kids (If You're That Kind of Person):
They have babysitting service and kids facilities. Don't ask me specifics; I was too busy contemplating my papaya future.
Getting Around (Traffic, Traffic, Everywhere):
Airport transfer? YES. Do it. Save yourself the stress. Taxi service is readily available.
What I (Maybe Slightly Neurotically) Watched Out for:
- CCTV in common areas and CCTV outside property. I liked it.
- There where fire extinguisher, smoke alarms and security [24-hour].
- Check-in/out [express], Check-in/out [private] were so quick.
- Non-smoking rooms were good to have.
My Minor Gripes (Because Even Paradise Has a Tiny Flaw):
Okay, so the internet… it was mostly great, but I did have a couple of moments of Internet access – LAN when the Wi-Fi hiccuped. And the extra long bed was slightly extra long for me. But honestly? These are minor complaints.
The Verdict (And That Fruit Farmer Dream…):
Rosemary Cottage is amazing. It's clean, comfortable, and offers a level of relaxation I didn't know existed. And I'm giving the Shrine a thumbs up, because it's beautiful. It's a true escape. Is it perfect? Nothing is. But it's pretty damn close. And the terrace? Perfect for watching sunrize
My Unsolicited, Sincere, and Slightly Over-the-Top Recommendation:
Book Rosemary Cottage. NOW. And do it before I change my mind and buy a papaya farm, because I'm still thinking about it. Seriously.
Here's why you should book RIGHT NOW:
- Unbeatable Relaxation: Rejuvenate with their amazing spa, stunning pool, and tranquil atmosphere. You need this. Your stress levels are screaming for it.
- Delicious Dining: Indulge in mouthwatering cuisine, from Asian delights to Western comfort food. Seriously, the breakfasts alone are worth the trip.
- Impeccable Service: The staff are beyond friendly and helpful, making you feel like royalty without all the stuffy formality.
- Safety & Cleanliness: Rest easy knowing that Rosemary Cottage prioritizes your well-being.
- Convenience: Everything you need is right at your fingertips, from airport transfers to currency exchange.
- Escape the Ordinary: This isn't just a hotel; it's an experience. It's a chance to disconnect, recharge, and rediscover your inner peace.
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**Because trust me… you deserve this. Your soul deserves this. And maybe, just maybe, you'll come back a farmer. (But hey, at least you'll
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Alright, buckle up buttercups! Because this itinerary? This is less "polished travel brochure" and more "unfiltered Bali experience, pre-coffee ramblings, and questionable life choices included." We’re talking Rosemary One-Bedroom Cottage with Plantation View, Bali. Sounds idyllic, right? Let's see if we can keep it that way.
Day 1: Arrival - Paradise Found…and Mosquitoes
- 10:00 AM (ish): Touch down at Denpasar Airport (DPS). Oh dear god, the heat already! It’s a wet blanket that’s also trying to suffocate you. Immigration was a blur of smiling faces and rapidly stamped passports. Thank Krishna I pre-booked a transfer. After a delayed wait through customs and the luggage carousel, I find my driver, a sweet Balinese man named Wayan (every other Balinese man is named Wayan, I swear). He’s holding a sign with my name and looking at my disheveled, sleep-deprived face. I’m pretty sure he's secretly thinking, "Oh boy, another one."
- 11:30 AM (ish): The drive to Rosemary Cottage. Bali – the land of constant motion, scooters weaving through traffic like angry bees. Wayan drives like… well, like a Balinese driver. Let’s say, "adventurously." I try to enjoy the scenery: lush green rice paddies, temples peeking out between the trees, but mostly I'm battling the urge to close my eyes and nap, ignoring the symphony of horns blaring.
- 1:00 PM: Arrive at Rosemary Cottage. Check in. Okay, it IS as stunning as the photos. The plantation view… breathtaking. I’m pretty sure I gasped. This is the kind of place you dream about when you're stuck in a cubicle, pretending to listen to your boss. The pool… crystal clear. I want to dive in immediately but also, "Oh god, is my butt covered?"
- 2:00 PM: Settle in. Unpack. Immediately realize I packed way too many things I will never, ever wear. Decide to embrace the “I’m on vacation and I don't care” vibe. Then, the mosquitoes. They are already circling. They're like tiny vampires, eager to feast on my pale, unaccustomed-to-tropical-climes blood. I vow to win this war.
- 3:00 PM: Lunch at a local Warung. Wandered, a little lost, and slightly sunburnt, until I found a little place. The food was cheap, delicious, and probably gave me a stomach ache (more on that later). This is the real deal. I ordered "Nasi Goreng" (fried rice). It was heaven, a symphony of flavors exploding in my mouth. The little family who ran the place kept smiling at me, and I smiled back. This is what it's all about.
- 4:00 PM: Pool time! Finally. It’s the perfect temperature. Except, the sun is relentless. I'm already contemplating whether I should have ponied up for that bigger umbrella. And did I already get a sunburn?
- 6:00 PM: Evening. Sunset from my veranda. Sigh. A cocktail (or three). The view is utterly magical. Colors swirling. So peaceful… until I hear the incessant chirping of those damn crickets and the buzzing of the ever-present mosquitoes. I spray myself with bug repellant, knowing it's only a temporary peace treaty.
Day 2: Rice Paddies, Scooter Disasters, and Spiritual Awakening (Maybe)
- 7:00 AM: Wake up, feeling surprisingly well-rested. Maybe the mosquito netting worked? Or maybe the sheer exhaustion from yesterday’s travel. Strong coffee on the veranda. Watch the sunrise creep over the rice paddies. This? This is why I came.
- 8:30 AM: Attempt to find breakfast. The cottage did not come with those delicious-sounding cooked breakfasts mentioned in the reviews. So it's off to a nearby cafe. Walked, got lost, got hot. But I found fresh fruit, good coffee, and a place to watch the world go by.
- 10:00 AM: Scooter rental. Oh boy. I am slightly terrified. The rental guy gives me a brief lesson (mostly involves pointing and laughing). I feel like I’m on a game show that I'm probably going to lose. "Please, God," I whisper, "let me not fall."
- 10:30 AM - 1:00 PM: Rice Paddies Tour. Okay, after a wobbly start, I did it! I drove the scooter! I found the Tegalalang Rice Terraces. It was stunning, I gasped again. Took a million photos. Got slightly lost. Got honked at for being a slow tourist. Realized the scooter seat is NOT comfortable after an hour. Went down a steep, muddy path… and nearly ate it. Saved myself mostly. Triumph! I bought a woven hat from a woman with a toothless grin.
- 2:00 PM: Lunch at a cafe overlooking the rice paddies. Another stomach ache is creeping in, I fear. It might be the questionable water. Or the questionable hygiene. Or both. But the view is worth it.
- 3:00 PM: Attempted temple visit. Got distracted by a small shop selling overpriced, exquisitely carved wooden statues. Ended up haggling with a woman who looked me dead in the eye and said I’d been "blessed". Got a statue. Questioned my sanity. Wandered the temple grounds, feeling deeply unspiritual and, probably, over-caffeinated. There’s a lot of incense. It makes me sneeze.
- 5:00 PM: Back to the cottage. The pool! The pool is my salvation.
- 7:00 PM: Dinner. Food poisoning. Maybe. I'm lying on the bed. The walls are spinning. I pray for this to end soon.
Day 3: Reflections, Regrets, and Recovery
- Morning: Spent the entirely of the morning attached to the toilet. I vow to find a doctor.
- Afternoon: Found the doctor, got antibiotics, and went for a massage. It nearly put me to sleep. I'd forgotten what it fealt like to be good.
- Evening: Ate a lot of plain food and watched the sunset.
Day 4: Ubud, Monkey Business, and Artistic Misunderstandings
- 9:00 AM: Uber to Ubud. The rice paddies are still amazing.
- 10:30 AM: Explore Ubud Market. A sensory overload of colors, smells, and sheer pushiness from the vendors. I bought a sarong, mostly to protect myself from more sun. Got slightly yelled at for haggling.
- 12:00 PM: Monkey Forest. I, for one, am terrified of monkeys. They look adorable. They jump around. They steal things. I went for a few minutes, watched monkeys, and ran away. More monkeys than I bargained for. The walk back felt like a victory lap.
- 1:00 PM: Lunch at a cafe overlooking the rice paddies. The view is worth it. Especially with my current medication.
- 2:30 PM: Attempted art gallery visit. Approached to admire the work, but quickly realized I wasn't understanding. I was sure I should have liked it, but it was like staring at a foreign language. I spent a solid 15 minutes faking it.
- 4:00 PM: Back to the cottage. More pool time.
Day 5: Just Chilling (and Praying for No More Food Poisoning)
- Spent the day in the cottage. Ate plain foods. Read a book. Reflected on my life/the fact I ate something I really shouldn't have. Vowed to spend more time in the pool.
Day 6: The Beach, and Saying Goodbye
- 9:00 AM: Taxi to the beach. Beach is amazing, but the waves are very rough.
- 1:00 PM: Final lunch with a view. Watching the waves.
- 4:00 PM: Getting my last view on the cottage.
- 6:00 PM: Packing up and heading to the airport.
Day 7: Departure (and a Promise to Return, Probably)
- Departure: The journey back. Already missing the sun, the rice paddies, and, okay, maybe even the food. Bali, you were chaotic, you were challenging, you were beautiful, and I'll definitely be back. Hopefully, next time, with better stomach health and a less-terrified attitude towards scooters.
Final Thoughts:
This itinerary isn't perfect. It's a mess. Just like life. But it's my mess. And it's the one I'll remember. So go to Bali. Embrace the chaos. Eat the questionable food. Get lost on a scooter. You'll be changed. Maybe for the better. Maybe for the worse. You’ll have a story to tell. And that, my friends, is what it’s all about. This is the honest truth, and it all happened.
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Okay, Real Talk About Rosemary Cottage in Bali – You Asked, I Answered (Probably Too Much)
Seriously, Is the Rosemary Cottage Instagram Worth the Hype? Because Let's Be Honest, Bali's Got Instagram-Famous Spots Everywhere.
Ugh, Instagram. The bane of my existence and the reason I ended up booking this whole Rosemary Cottage thing. So, is it worth it? Okay, here's the deal. The photos are…*almost* as good as the real thing. Listen, I saw those perfectly styled breakfasts and the infinity pool practically beckoning me. My brain just went, "MUST BOOK!" And, fine, it's beautiful. *Really* beautiful. The woven baskets, the dreamy drapes, the whole 'boho-chic-meets-tropical-paradise' vibe. BUT…and this is a big but…it's not always *perfect*.
One morning, my "Instagrammable" breakfast arrived, and a rogue ant army decided THEY also deserved avocado toast. I swear, those little buggers swarmed it. It was a far cry from the curated image. So, yeah, it's gorgeous, but remember to bring bug spray and a sense of humor about nature's little quirks. And maybe don't leave your toast unattended. Just a tip from a seasoned ant-toast survivor.
The Mosquitoes! I'm Already Thinking About Them. What's the Bite-y Situation Like at Rosemary Cottage?
Alright, let’s address the elephant in the room…or rather, the mosquito in the air. Oh boy, the mozzies. Look, Bali is paradise. And in paradise, things bite. You’re gonna get bitten. Accept this as fact. Rosemary Cottage does a pretty decent job with mosquito nets over the beds, which is a godsend. But sitting outside at dusk? Game over. You're food. I'm not gonna sugarcoat it.
I packed about seven bottles of industrial-strength bug spray. I’m talking stuff that probably has a shelf life longer than my last relationship. I bathed in it. Still got bitten. My advice? Embrace long sleeves and pants for the evenings, slather yourself in repellent, and maybe, just maybe, bribe the mozzies with some of your blood. I might have tried offering a sacrifice of my own body, or at least my left leg. I haven’t ruled out the possibility one bit.
Also, and I know this sounds crazy, but the geckos are your friends! They eat the mozzies, so welcome them! I even gave one a name (Gary). Gary was a lifesaver, though he spent the night I spilled coffee all over my mosquito net staring at it, and me. He was clearly judging me. But even with Gary, still get bitten.
What's the Vibe? Is it All Yoga Pants and "Eat, Pray, Love" or Something Else? Because I'm Not Sure I'm Feeling That.
Okay, okay, let's get this straight. I *am* the last person you want to be quoting "Eat, Pray, Love." I'm more "Eat, Swear, Complain." And thankfully, Rosemary Cottage isn’t fully that vibe. It's more... a relaxed, chilled-out vibe. Lots of people sipping smoothies by the pool, yes. But also, a good helping of people just enjoying the space.
There are definitely yoga-types…which is fine. They're probably more flexible than my bank account. But I also saw families, couples, and even a lone wolf like myself just reading a book and hiding from the sun. The staff are friendly and accommodating, and they don't judge you if you spend the entire day in your swimsuit and order room service every other second. Which, let's be honest, is exactly what I did. It's very low-key and non-judgmental. Which is, you know, exactly what I wanted. No one glaring at me for ordering the triple chocolate brownie after dinner.
The Food! What About the Food? Is It All Fancy Avocado Toast Or Real, Delicious Food?
Okay, the food is a major win. Seriously. Forget the Instagrammable breakfast (well, *mostly*). The food at Rosemary Cottage is genuinely delicious. There's a range of options, from local Balinese dishes to Western favorites (for those days when you crave a burger). The fresh fruit is incredible. The juices are unbelievably good. And the nasi goreng? Oh. My. God. I practically inhaled it every chance I got.
I went through a phase where I ordered room service…a lot. I tried everything: The breakfast with pancakes (yes), the delicious noodles (yes!), and even the burger - a very good burger (yes!). I swear, they have a secret chef hiding in the kitchen, cooking up magic.
But here's a confession: I *did* get a little too attached to that nasi goreng. Seriously. For about three days, it became my main food source. And then I started getting the "nasi goreng blues." Which is kind of…embarrassing. So branch your diet out and eat some more local food. Don't be like me. Or…be like me, and enjoy the food. It's all good.
What's the Deal with the Pool? Is It Actually As Amazing as the Pictures?
The pool... oh, the pool. Okay, yes, the pool *is* as amazing as the pictures. It's an infinity pool, which might sound cheesy, but it truly *is* gorgeous. It overlooks rice paddies, the infinity edge blending seamlessly with the landscape. I spent hours there. Absolute hours. Floating, reading, sipping cocktails (the cocktails are also excellent, by the way).
The only (tiny) downside? It can get a little crowded. It's a popular spot, obviously. But generally it's pretty chill and the staff is wonderful about bringing you all of the amazing drinks. I started going early in the morning to get my own special pool session. Also, there's occasionally a rogue leaf or two floating around. It's outside, people! Get over it! (Said the person who spent approximately five minutes a day fishing out leaves with a tiny net). But yeah, the pool is perfect. Almost literally perfect.
Okay, So Is Rosemary Cottage Worth the Hype (and the Price)? Be Honest (And Don't Just Say "It Depends")!
Alright, here's the brutally honest truth. Yes. Rosemary Cottage is worth it. Yes, it's a splurge. Yes, you might get bitten by a million mosquitoes. Yes, you might want to hurl yourself into the infinity pool when a kid starts splashing you. But…yeah, it's worth it.
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