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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're about to dive headfirst into a review of , and let me tell you, this isn't your grandma's sterile hotel critique. This is going to be messy, honest, and hopefully, a little bit hilarious. Prepare for some serious stream-of-consciousness… because that's just how I roll.
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First things first, the basics. This place… it’s got options. Loads of 'em. Trying to figure out where to even start is a problem in itself! So, let's start with the things that matter most.
Accessibility: Making Sure Everyone Can Join the Party (Mostly – See Below)
Okay, accessibility. This is HUGE. We all want to enjoy the good life, right? says it aims to please.
- Wheelchair Accessible: I didn't personally need a wheelchair, but I poked around, and it seemed pretty good. Ramps, elevators – the usual suspects.
- Facilities for Disabled Guests: This is where it mostly shined. They make an effort. BUT, and there's always a but – some of the hallways were a little snug with luggage, which could be a problem for wider chairs. It's an honest assessment!
On-Site Accessible Restaurants/Lounges: Now, this is something I didn't get to check out fully – a real shame! - but from what I saw the main restaurants and lounges looked pretty accessible. Again, I'm guessing here, so call ahead to confirm if this is make or break for your trip. They can certainly tell you the truth!
The Pampering: Spa, Sauna, and the Pursuit of Zen (Maybe)
Okay, spa time. This is where I started living my best life.
- Spa/Sauna/Steamroom: Yes, yes, and YES! The spa area was… breathtaking. The Pool with view was pure Instagram gold. I spent a solid hour just staring at the vista, convinced I'd reached peak relaxation. (Spoiler alert: I hadn't. More on that later). The Sauna was hot, steamy, and perfect for sweating out the stress of… well, everything. The Steamroom did the same but in a different way.
- Massage: Had a massage. Oh. My. Goddess. Okay, so, I went with the "Deep Tissue, Please Don't Break Me" option. The masseuse was a rockstar. Seriously, the knots in my back were practically begging for mercy. Then, after the massage, there's a little foot bath. Just… blissful.
- Body Wrap/Scrub: Didn't go for it, I'm regretting it now. More proof I'm not perfect
Getting Online (Because Let's Be Honest, We Need It)
- Free Wi-Fi in All Rooms! HALLELUJAH! Crucial. Thank you, universe.
- Wi-Fi in Public Areas: Solid. No complaints.
- Internet [LAN]: Didn't use it. Seems a little… old school? But it’s there.
- Internet Services: Presumably, they can help you print stuff, etc. Never bothered.
- Internet: Works. It matters.
Eating, Drinking, and Snacking (The Good Stuff)
This section is where I really went to town, because… yum.
- Restaurants: There are MULTIPLE. Okay, this is a perk, not a bug.
- Asian Cuisine, Western Cuisine, International Cuisine… they have it all, and more! A la carte in Restaurant options are readily available. Good.
- Breakfast [Buffet]: The breakfast buffet… OH. MY. GOODNESS. It was a spectacle. Everything you could possibly imagine, and a few things I'd never even dreamed of! Breakfast Takeaway Service. Asian Breakfast. Western Breakfast. Coffee/tea in restaurant and Coffee Shop.
- Poolside Bar: Spent way too much time here. The cocktails were dangerously good (and a little too easy to drink in the sun). I blame the view.
- Bar: Excellent selection.
- Room Service [24-hour]: Yes. Lifesaver (especially after those cocktails).
- Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Desserts in restaurant.
- Vegetarian restaurant options available – a HUGE plus.
- Bottle of Water: Always appreciated.
(I can't stress enough how critical safe dining is in this day and age. They address this well)
- Safe Dining Setup: Thoughtful.
- Sanitized Kitchen and Tableware Items: This put my mind at ease.
- Individually-Wrapped Food Options: Good for grab-and-go.
- Alternative Meal Arrangement available.
- Cashless payment service
Cleanliness and Safety: Feeling Safe, Even When You're Being Spoiled Rotten
Okay, I’m a bit of a germaphobe (don’t judge), so I was very happy to see…
- Anti-viral cleaning products and Professional-grade sanitizing services.
- Daily disinfection in common areas, Rooms sanitized between stays, and Hand Sanitizer everywhere.
- Staff trained in safety protocol. They seemed genuinely focused on safety.
- Doctor/nurse on call, First aid kit.
- Physical distancing of at least 1 meter.
- Hygiene certification.
- Room sanitization opt-out available. Nice touch.
Things to Do (Beyond Eating and Drinking - Maybe)
Look, I'm not going to lie. I spent most of my time in the spa, eating, or staring at the view. But, they do have…
- Fitness center, Gym/fitness, Swimming pool, . Swimming pool [outdoor].
- Things to do.
- Ways to relax.
Services and Conveniences: They've Thought of Everything (Almost)
- Concierge: Super helpful.
- Daily housekeeping: Perfection.
- Laundry service, Dry cleaning
- Elevator
- Luggage storage
- Cash withdrawal
- Doorman
(And here's the messy bit)
The Imperfection of Relaxation, the Human Element
Here’s the real talk. This place is nearly perfect. Nearly.
First off, I’m going to complain about the pillows I wanted to take a nap, and the pillows weren’t ideal. They’re a little hard, but then again, I didn’t ask for softer. I should have called down to get the extra-fluffy option, but I was too busy enjoying the Window that opens and the view.
And then, let's talk about that steamroom… at some point, I went a little overboard with my own “Zen”. I ended up feeling a little claustrophobic mid sauna, panicked, and had to bolt out of there, half-naked, right in front of a group of dignified-looking older couples. (Insert mortified face emoji here). Not a huge deal, but it did slightly shatter my carefully constructed image of myself. Plus, I may have accidentally tripped over a stray towel on my way out. So yes, I’m imperfect, and I bring my imperfections into the review.
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Indonesian Paradise: Your Cozy Double Room Awaits (Garden View!)
Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this itinerary is less "polished travel brochure" and more "drunkenly scribbled on a napkin after a particularly potent Negroni." We're going to Indonesia, specifically, the highly desirable 1BR Standard Room SU36 (which, let's be honest, sounds about as romantic as a hospital waiting room, but we’ll work with it!). Here we go:
The Gloriously Messy Itinerary: Indonesia (SU36 Edition)
Day 1: Arrival – Jakarta! (Oh God, the Heat!)
- 7:00 AM: Wake up, already regretting the pre-flight coffee. Airport chaos. Seriously, why are there so many screaming children this early? My noise-cancelling headphones are my new best friend.
- 9:00 AM (ish): Touchdown in Jakarta! The air hits you like a warm, humid hug. A very clingy hug. Immediately sweat. Also, immediately question every life choice that led me here.
- 10:00 AM - 1:00 PM: Immigration, customs… the usual joyride. I swear, the gentleman behind me in line was smuggling… something. Couldn't quite tell, but his panicked sweating was quite entertaining.
- 1:00 PM: Find the pre-booked airport transfer. The driver looks perpetually bored. He drives like he’s auditioning for a Fast and Furious movie, and my stomach is already doing acrobatic routines.
- 2:30 PM: Check into… SU36. Okay. It's small. And the "standard" part definitely lives up to its name. The walls are… beige. The air conditioning is… sputtering. I unpack (barely) and immediately flop onto the bed, defeated. The sheets are probably clean, right? RIGHT?
- 3:30 PM: First mission: find food. The nearby warung (small, local restaurant) looks promising. Ordering food in Indonesian is a comedy of errors, but the nasi goreng (fried rice) is surprisingly amazing. Spicy, flavorful, and potentially a future friend to my stomach.
- 4:30 PM - 6:00 PM: Wander around a local market. The smells! The sounds! The overwhelming EVERYTHING! Saw a durian (the pungent, spiky fruit) and considered running away. Decided to embrace the chaos. Bought a weird fruit I can't pronounce. Might regret this later.
- 7:00 PM: Back in SU36, already missing the slightly-less-beige walls of home. Watch some Indonesian TV (pure gibberish, but strangely relaxing). Eat weird fruit. Verdict: Interesting texture, not a fan of the taste.
- 8:00 PM: Attempt to write in my journal. Fall asleep the second my head hits the pillow. Exhaustion wins.
Day 2: Jakarta – Bustling and Bewildering!
- 7:00 AM: Wake up. The air conditioner is apparently still working. Small victories. Realize I forgot to charge my phone. Panic.
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast at a local kopi (coffee) shop! The coffee is STRONG. My eyeballs are now fully awake. Try to decipher the menu. Order something that vaguely resembles "eggs." End up with eggs, fried rice, and a side of existential dread.
- 9:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Explore the Old Town (Kota Tua). It's beautiful, in that crumbling-colonial-buildings kind of way. Took a million photos. Almost got run over by a scooter. Feel alive!
- 12:00 PM - 1:00 PM: Lunch at a restaurant with an actual menu in English! Phew! Satay (grilled meat skewers) and iced tea. Heaven.
- 1:00 PM - 4:00 PM: The National Museum. Actually pretty fascinating. Lost my focus a few times. Felt a strange urge to buy a souvenir spear. Resisted.
- 4:00 PM - 5:00 PM: The traffic. Oh, the traffic. Jakarta traffic is a beast. Spent an hour inching forward in a taxi, contemplating my life choices again. Seriously, this is a test of my patience.
- 5:00 PM - 7:00 PM: Back to SU36 for the evening to chill, recharge, and relax. I'm not sure what to make of this room. While small and unassuming, it has a charm to it that I find endearing.
- 7:00 PM: Found a nearby place with live music. It was loud, the food so delicious, the locals were friendly, and I felt I had a real opportunity to embrace the unique culture.
- 9:00 PM: Back in SU36, feeling the exhaustion and excitement from the day. Made a mental note to buy some earplugs for tomorrow.
Day 3: Day Trip - Bogor! (Escape from the Concrete Jungle!)
- 6:00 AM: Alarm goes off. Too early. Curse the pre-booked train ticket.
- 7:00 AM: Train to Bogor. Packed with people, and even more so with the smell of breakfast. The journey itself is an experience - a symphony of chattering, cell phone tunes, and general chaos.
- 8:30 AM - 12:00 PM: The Bogor Botanical Gardens. Absolutely stunning. So lush, so green, so… peaceful. Walked around lost in the beauty, and nearly got eaten by a giant plant – okay, maybe not, but it felt that way.
- 12:00 PM - 1:00 PM: Lunch at a restaurant overlooking the gardens. Absolutely devoured the food. I was really hungry after all that walking.
- 1:00 PM - 3:00 PM Explore the Palace. It wasn't as grand as I thought, but a refreshing experience compared to the city.
- 3:00 PM: Train back to Jakarta. Traffic again. Lots of traffic. Sigh.
- 4:30 PM - 7:00 PM: Contemplating the meaning of life while stuck in traffic. Bought a ridiculous hat from a street vendor. Now I’m wearing a ridiculous hat, and everything actually seems a little easier to take.
- 7:00 PM: I'm pretty hungry by now. So I eat a nice dinner at a local restaurant. It's not pretty, but it tastes great.
- 8:00 PM: Back in SU36. I really hate to say this, but the small room has grown on me a little bit. It's my little pocket of beige-walled sanity.
Day 4: Jakarta - Departure (Maybe with a Little Bit of Love?)
- 7:00 AM: Final morning in SU36. Did the AC work? Yes! It did! A small victory.
- 8:00 AM - 11:00 AM: Last-minute souvenir shopping. Trying not to get ripped off. Bought way too many batik shirts. Now I'll match my walls.
- 11:00 AM - 12:00 PM: Final Indonesian breakfast (more nasi goreng, naturally). Saying goodbye is bittersweet.
- 12:00 PM: Airport transfer! Traffic is mercifully light. Good timing.
- 2:00 PM: Checking in for the flight home. Suddenly feel overwhelmingly grateful I'm going home to my own, less beige, walls.
- Airport: Reflecting on Jakarta. It’s chaotic, overwhelming, and sometimes downright frustrating. But, I'm already missing the smells, the sounds, the sheer energy of the place. Maybe I'll be back. Maybe even to SU36 again! (Nah…)
Final Thoughts:
Indonesia is a sensory overload. It's beautiful, challenging, and utterly unlike anything I've experienced before. SU36, well, it's a room. But it was MY room. And by the end, I wasn't hating it quite so much. Next time, though, I'm springing for the suite. Just kidding. Maybe. Probably. We'll see.
Indonesian Paradise: Your Private Pool Villa Awaits (K256)
So, What *Exactly* Is This Thing About, Anyway? Like, What Even Inspired This Nonsense?
Honestly? Yesterday. Just yesterday. I was wrestling with… ugh, a *microwave*. Seriously. You wouldn't believe the things this appliance puts me through on a daily basis. Burnt popcorn, rogue ice bursts during the defrosting, and the constant, insistent "BEEP BEEP BEEP" like it’s judging my life choices. And I’m just there, staring into the little window, thinking, "Where did my life go wrong?" It got me thinking about... *everything*. All the little annoyances, the big triumphs, the questionable burrito choices I’ve made... and that led to this. It's a cathartic mess, basically.
Alright, Alright… But What About the *Structure*? Are We Going to Be Held to a Rigid Outline? Because, Frankly, That Sounds Terrifying.
Structure? Honey, I barely managed to get dressed this morning without accidentally putting my shirt on backward. Rigid? No. Absolutely not. We're aiming for… *controlled* chaos. Think Jackson Pollock meets… well, me trying to organize my sock drawer. There *might* be some tangents. There *will* be moments where I go off on a totally unrelated, slightly bonkers story. Embrace the randomness. It's part of the charm (I hope!).
Okay, Fine. Let's Get Specific. What Are You *Really* Talking About Here? Will We Get Life Hacks? Relationship Advice? Quantum Physics (God, I Hope Not)?
A little of everything, and probably none of it well. Life hacks? Maybe. If "hiding all your bills in the junk drawer and hoping they magically disappear" counts. Relationship advice? Only if you want to hear about my (still ongoing) quest to understand why cats are the way they are. Quantum physics? My brain hurts just thinking about it. It's more like… observations. Opinions. Stories. Mostly, it's about navigating this whole *being alive* thing. The good, the bad, the incredibly awkward… and my crippling attachment to reality TV. (Don’t judge me!)
And the Tone? Will This Be All Sunshine and Rainbows? Or Will We Get Grimdark?
Neither! I WISH I was naturally optimistic. And grimdark? I'm too easily distracted to be consistently dark and moody. Think… a slightly sarcastic, frequently bewildered, perpetually caffeine-fueled… person. There will be moments of sheer, unadulterated joy (like when I finally perfected my chocolate chip cookie recipe after a YEAR of trying!). There will be moments of existential angst. There *will* be profanity (sorry, Mom!). It's real life, y'all. Get ready for the emotional rollercoaster. Buckle up.
Will There Be Pictures? Videos? Are We Going FULL Multimedia?
Pictures? Maybe. If I can find them. I take *tons* of photos, usually of my dog looking supremely unimpressed with my life choices. Videos? Don't hold your breath. I have the technical skills of a particularly clumsy chimpanzee. I *might* manage to embed a badly-lit selfie every now and then. But mostly? It's going to be my words, baby! My beautiful, occasionally incoherent, ramblings.
Okay, Fine. Let's Talk About the Microwave Again… What *Specifically* Is Your Problem with It?
Oh, you *asked* for it. The microwave? It’s a relationship built on betrayal. See, first of all, it's the *noise*. That incessant high-pitched beep when it's finished. It's like the microwave is yelling, "HEY! ARE YOU STILL ALIVE?!" And the *smells*! Half the time, the food I try to heat up explodes. The other half? it smells like burnt plastic and regret. And then there was the time I tried popcorn. I thought I was doing okay, kept it close to the instructions. But then… *WHOOSH*! Smoke, a panicked dash for the fire extinguisher (thankfully, nothing more than a burnt kernel or two), and a serious conversation with myself about my competency in the kitchen. Seriously, I think it hates me. It's probably plotting my downfall right now. And don’t even get me started on the keypad… I'm pretty sure it's designed to confuse me. Every. Single. Time.
So, Bottom Line: Should I Bother Reading This? Will It Be a Use of My Time?
That's a tough one. Probably not, if you're looking for… you know… *wisdom*. Or sanity. Or perfectly linear narratives. But if you're looking for a slightly chaotic, laugh-out-loud (maybe) distraction, a chance to commiserate about the everyday absurdities of life, and a glimpse into the inner workings of a deeply flawed but ultimately hopeful human being… then yeah, maybe. Come on in. Just… lower your expectations. And maybe grab a snack. You're going to need it.
And if I *Do* have a burning question? About...anything?
Fire away! I'll probably either ignore it completely, or spend the next hour rambling about something totally unrelated. But either way, I'll appreciate the thought. Seriously. Knowing there's *someone* out there, reading this… it actually makes me feel a little less like I'm screaming into a void. You know, until the microwave beeps again.
Wait, one last thing. What about feedback? Do you welcome… critiques?
Critiques? Oh dear God. Look, I'm all for constructive criticism (maybe). Just… be gentle. I have a fragile ego. Okay, maybe not *fragile*… but it's definitely prone to bruising. Compliments, however? Bring them. I thrive on external validation. So, by all means, tell me how brilliant you think I am. Or, you know, don’t. Just don't tell me my grammar is terrible. My brain does not need that kind of judgement right now. We're aiming for vibes. Remember, vibes? Good stuff.
