Escape to Paradise: Uncover the Hidden Gem of Simore, Bali
Escape to Paradise: Simore, Bali – My Messy, Wonderful, and Utterly Honest Review
Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because I've just returned from a trip to “Escape to Paradise: Uncover the Hidden Gem of Simore, Bali,” and let me tell you, it was a trip. Forget those overly-polished travel brochures; I’m here to give you the real, unfiltered, slightly chaotic truth, and let's be honest, that's usually the most fun, right? And yes, I'll TRY to sprinkle in some useful information, like, you know, "Accessibility" and "Wi-Fi," but consider it a bonus. My primary goal? To tell you if it's worth your precious vacation time and hard-earned cash.
First Impressions & The "Hidden Gem" Hype (Spoiler Alert: Mostly True!)
Finding Simore was the first adventure. It is tucked away, kind of like a shy little secret on the map. The airport transfer (which, thankfully, they arrange, and the driver met me with a cool towel – amazing after the flight) dropped me off, and BAM! Lush greenery, the smell of frangipani, and a feeling of… well, actual escaping. The “hidden gem” thing? Yeah, it’s legit. Forget crowded Kuta beaches; here, you can actually hear the ocean. The hotel itself isn't some massive chain monstrosity. It feels more… intimate. And it does feel like paradise.
Accessibility: The Good, the Bad, and the "Wait, They Thought of That?"
Okay, accessibility. This is important. I'm not in a wheelchair, but I am a clumsy human who appreciates a good ramp and a thoughtful design. The website (which, by the way, is pretty user-friendly, so points for that) promises facilities for disabled guests, and from what I saw, they definitely put some thought in.
- On-site accessibility: Looked generally good. Elevators, ramps in the main areas. Some of the pathways to the pool might be a bit tricky for someone with limited mobility, but I spotted staff always willing to help.
- Rooms: I didn't inspect them, but they had accessible rooms and I spotted some great features and the staff was very helpful with my concerns.
Internet – The Lifeline (and the Source of My Endless Scrolling)
Alright, modern necessities. And let's be honest, the biggest concern for you, right? Is the Wi-Fi going to hold up?
- Free Wi-Fi in all rooms?! YES! Glorious, reliable Wi-Fi. Thank the travel gods. It wasn't blazing fast, mind you, but it was consistent. Perfect for streaming my entire Netflix watchlist in the evenings.
- Wi-Fi in Public Areas: Ditto. Pretty decent.
- Internet [LAN]: Yes, but who uses LAN anymore? Seriously.
- Internet Services: Pretty much everything you'd expect. Printing, scanning, the whole shebang.
The Stuff That Makes You Go "Ahhhhhhh" (and "OMG, I Need Another Massage!") – Ways to Relax & Rejuvenate
This is where Simore really shines. Forget the daily grind; embrace the pure, unadulterated bliss.
- Spa & Spa/Sauna: Okay, let's talk about the spa. I'm a sucker for a good massage, and this one… this one was LEGENDARY. I went for the "Balinese Lulur" which is, essentially, a full-body scrub followed by a massage and then a milk bath. I emerged feeling like a brand new, slightly less stressed person. They offer a sauna, steamroom, and, well, the whole shebang. Do it. Just do it.
- Swimming pool: & Pool with a View: The pool. Oh, man. Infinity pool overlooking the ocean. Picture it: Cocktail in hand, sun on your face, the sound of the waves… sigh. It's pure escapism. There are also plenty of places for some quiet reflection.
Cleanliness & Safety: Because Let's be Real, We're Still Living in the World
Okay, COVID times. I get it. You're worried. I was, too.
- Anti-viral Cleaning Products, Daily Disinfection in Common Areas, & Professional-grade Sanitizing Services: Tick, tick, tick. They seemed very on top of it.
- Staff Trained in Safety Protocol, Hand Sanitizer, and Individually-Wrapped Food Options. More ticks
- Room Sanitization Opt-Out Available Nice touch.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: Fueling the Paradise Experience
Food, glorious food!
- Restaurants, Asian Cuisine in Restaurant, International cuisine in restaurant: The main restaurant served both, and the food was… well, let’s just say I developed a serious addiction to their Nasi Goreng. The breakfast buffet (Asian and Western – everyone’s a winner!) was decent, but it was the lunch and dinner that really impressed. You can even get meals delivered to your room (24 hours!).
- Poolside Bar: Essential. Cocktails at sunset? Yes, please. Happy hour? Even better.
- Coffee Shop - Needed, because I need my caffeine fix!
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Make a Big Difference
- Daily Housekeeping: My room was always spotless. They even folded my clothes! Pure luxury, I tell you.
- Concierge: Super helpful with booking excursions and recommendations.
- Currency Exchange: Convenient.
- Laundry Service & Dry Cleaning: Essential.
For the Kids: Family-Friendly Fun
I didn't have kids with me, but I did see some families enjoying themselves.
- Babysitting Service & Kids Meal: Nice touches for parents.
- Family-Child Friendly: Definitely, especially with the pool and the beautiful beaches a short walk away.
Rooms & Amenities: My Oasis
My room? Pure comfort.
- Air Conditioning: Crucial. Bali is hot, people.
- Free Wi-Fi: (See above – it's essential.)
- Blackout Curtains: Sleeeeeep.
- Mini Bar: Because who doesn't love a midnight snack?
- Private Bathroom & Separate Shower/Bathtub: Luxury.
- Wake-up Service: (If you somehow manage to sleep through the sunrise.)
Safety & Security: Peace of Mind
- CCTV in Common Areas & Outside Property: They have it.
- Security [24-hour]: Yep.
- Smoke Alarms & Fire Extinguishers: Good.
Getting Around: Easy Peasy
- Airport Transfer: They arrange it. Thank heavens.
- Car Park [Free of Charge, On-site]: Fine. If you're that way inclined. I walked/took taxis.
The Imperfections (Because Nothing's Perfect, And Honestly, That's Okay)
Okay, honesty time. The Wi-Fi did hiccup occasionally (but it always came back), and one evening, the air conditioning in my room was a little too much like a snow machine. Also, the "snack bar" was a little limited. However, none of these were dealbreakers. They were tiny, easily-overlooked bumps in an otherwise smooth, sensational experience.
My Final Verdict & The (Highly Persuasive!) Offer
Escape to Paradise: Simore, Bali? ABSOLUTELY. Book it. Seriously.
This place is special. It’s a sanctuary. It's the perfect blend of relaxation and adventure. From the incredible spa to the stunning views and the impeccable service, it earned top marks.
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Go on. Escape. You deserve it.
(P.S. Tell them the slightly-dishevelled, eternally-grateful reviewer sent you. They'll know what I mean.)
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Bali: Simore Shenanigans & Soul Searching (Or, How I Failed to Master Yoga & Survived)
Okay, so here's the thing. I'm not a planner. Like, at all. This itinerary? It's less "meticulously crafted experience" and more "semi-coherent journal of survival." We're talking Bali, specifically the Simore area, which I chose because, frankly, it looked pretty on Instagram. Deep down, I was hoping to find myself, learn to surf, and become one with nature. Spoiler alert: none of that happened exactly as planned.
Day 1: Arrival & the Great Gecko Scare
- Morning (ish): Arrived at Denpasar Airport (DPS). Ugh, the humidity hit me like a damp towel to the face. Finding my pre-booked driver was a real challenge. My pre-arranged phone communication plan failed the moment I stepped on the soil. After 2 hours I was standing in the hot sun until the driver was there. The airport itself was a chaotic ballet of luggage, hawkers, and frantic tourists all searching for the promised land. My driver, thankfully, was a godsend. He spoke surprisingly good English and navigated the motorbike-choked roads like a caffeinated hummingbird through a flower patch.
- Afternoon: Check-in at the "Villa Mandala Dreams" (that's what the website called it, anyway). Turns out, "dreams" translates to "slightly run-down but charming." The pool was glorious, though! Immediately dove in. My first impression was really nice, but the room had that "lived-in" feel. There was a faint smell of incense and… something else. Something I couldn't quite place. Then, as I was unpacking, I saw it. A gecko. A GIANT, warty, staring-at-me gecko. I screamed. Out loud. Mortified, but screaming. It just chilled there unblinking, like it had paid the rent and was daring me to complain. I then made it my mission to protect the room from it .
- Evening: Dinner at a warung (local restaurant) down the road. Ordered Nasi Goreng, which was delicious, cheap, and somehow made me feel vaguely guilty for eating such a perfectly-portioned meal. The setting sun painted the sky in shades of orange and purple, and I managed a few moments of genuine "Wow, I'm actually in Bali" before being attacked by a swarm of mosquitos. My first experience with mosquito repellent was a sad tragedy. I felt embarrassed, as if I was lacking the resilience of those who lives there.
Day 2: Yoga, Pain, and the Phantom Lobster
- Morning: Sunrise yoga class. I signed up thinking I was a flexible goddess. Turns out, I'm about as bendy as a concrete block. The instructor, a serene woman named Maya, kept encouraging me to "breathe," to "embrace the flow." I was mostly embracing the pain. Managed to hold a downward dog for approximately three seconds before collapsing in a heap. I sweated enough to fill a small water bottle.
- Afternoon: Decided to "reward" myself with a massage. Found a place that looked promising and booked a Balinese massage. It was incredible! Until, that is, I think I started snoring… and the masseuse gently woke me up. The massage was heavenly, and I immediately booked another one for the next day.
- Evening: Attempted to eat at a recommended seafood restaurant. It was on the beach, and the reviews raved about the lobster. I ordered the lobster. The waiter came back and, crestfallen, informed me they were out of lobster. Devastated. Like, genuinely devastated. Settled for grilled fish, which was fine, but it wasn't THE LOBSTER. The whole episode left me feeling oddly… empty. Maybe it was the jetlag. Maybe it was the lack of lobster. Who knows?
Day 3: Surfing (or, the Ocean's Humiliating Lessons)
- Morning: Surfing lesson. This was supposed to be the highlight of the trip. Pictures on Instagram: me, effortlessly gliding across waves, hair flowing in the wind. Reality: me, swallowed by the ocean, tasting saltwater, and clinging to the surfboard for dear life. The instructor, a perpetually grinning Balinese guy named Kadek, was incredibly patient. He kept saying "Up! Up!" as I face-planted repeatedly. I swallowed more saltwater. I felt like a floundering walrus.
- Afternoon: Retreat. Needed to recover from the surfing apocalypse. Found a tiny, hidden cafe and ordered a smoothie bowl. It was beautiful. It was Instagrammable. It did, however, taste like blended cardboard with a hint of coconut. The sun was blazing, so I stayed inside the air conditioned room.
- Evening: Back to the warung for more Nasi Goreng. Feeling slightly defeated, but also strangely resilient. Maybe I wasn't destined to be a surfer. Maybe I was meant to… eat a lot of food, wear a lot of sunscreen, and scream at geckos.
Day 4: Temples, Monkeys, and a Near-Disaster
- Morning: Visited a temple. The architecture was breathtaking. The energy was palpable. I also got completely lost trying to find the exit.
- Afternoon: Went to the Sacred Monkey Forest Sanctuary. These monkeys are cheeky little devils! One tried to steal my sunglasses, another made off with my water bottle. It was chaotic, and kind of terrifying, and also hilarious. I then noticed one of them with some food, and attempted to befriend it. It didn't work.
- Evening: Here's when things got interesting. Decided to try and rent a scooter (after MUCH internal debate). The driving was chaotic. I had the worst luck. The road was bumpy, the locals were driving crazy, and I almost crashed into a family of ducks. I pulled over, shaking, and decided that maybe, just maybe, I wasn't cut out for Balinese scooter life. Later, I laughed with the locals. They understood my relief.
Day 5: Finding My Inner Peace (or, the Power of Sleep)
- Morning: Slept in. Bliss. Possibly the most fulfilling activity of the trip.
- Afternoon: Second massage. This time, I made sure to stay awake.
- Evening: Packed my bags, went back to the warung for a last Nasi Goreng, and attempted to reconcile the feeling of having failed at everything I set out to do.
Day 6: Departure
- Morning: Farewell to Bali and The Simore Bali. This time, the journey to the airport was quite smooth.
- Afternoon: I flew back home. I was exhausted, sunburned, and slightly poorer.
Final Thoughts:
Did I find myself? Not exactly. Did I learn to surf? Absolutely not. Did I become one with nature? I’m still pretty sure that gecko is judging me.
But! I ate amazing food. I met some incredible people. I laughed (a lot). I explored a beautiful place. And, weirdly, I think I learned something. Maybe it's okay not to be perfect. Maybe it's okay to fail. Maybe, just maybe, embracing the mess is the best part of the adventure.
Besides, I’m already planning my return for that damn lobster.
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Escape to Paradise: Simore, Bali - Uh... You SURE About *This*? (A Messy FAQ)
So, Simore. Bali. Sounds… idyllic. Is it *actually* idyllic? Like, Instagram-filter-perfect?
Okay, let's be real. "Idyllic" is a loaded word, right? Forget the perfectly staged sunsets and flawless beaches you see plastered all over the internet. Simore is… well, it's got its moments. *Glorious* moments. Stunning, make-you-weep-a-little moments. But it's also got moments where you're sweating like a pig, covered in mosquito bites, and questioning all your life choices. My first impression? Pure, unfiltered *humidity*. Like, you step off the plane and your clothes just… *cling*. So, no, not always perfect. But the payoff? Oh, the payoff is worth it. Mostly.
Okay, humidity aside. What's the *vibe*? Is it party central or… Zen retreat?
This is where things get interesting. Simore is definitely *not* your Kuta scene. Think… relaxed. Really, *really* relaxed. Days blend into each other. You might find yourself doing absolutely *nothing* for hours on end, and actually *enjoying* it. Which, for a city dweller like myself, was a mind-bending experience. There are little beach bars that play Bob Marley, and the occasional fire dancer. But the focus is on unplugging. That being said, I did see a group of… shall we say, *enthusiastic* Aussies one night. Let's just say, the Zen retreat vibe went… *briefly* out the window. But it was funny, in a "well, that's Bali" kind of way.
Tell me about the beaches! Are they as incredible as the photos?
Okay, the beaches. This is where Simore *wins*. Seriously. Forget those crowded, tourist-infested stretches of sand. Here, you've got pristine white beaches, turquoise water that's so clear you can see the fish swimming around your toes, and… silence. Aside from the gentle lapping of the waves, that is. One day, I found this little cove… I wish I could describe it properly. The sand was like powder, the water was warm, and I spent *hours* just floating. Bliss. Pure, unadulterated bliss. BUT... *Sunscreen*. Seriously. I learned the hard way. I turned into a lobster. A very, very *sunburnt* lobster. Don't be me. Pack the SPF 50! *And* reapply! (Me, ranting from experience)
What about the food? Is it all just… Nasi Goreng? (Please no more Nasi Goreng.)
Okay, look. Nasi Goreng is delicious, I admit it. But YES, there's more! And the food? Oh. My. God. The *food*. Fresh seafood, cooked right on the beach. Fragrant curries. Exotic fruit you've never even *seen* before. One night, I had grilled snapper that was so good, it made me cry a little. Seriously. The local warungs (small, family-run restaurants) are where the real magic happens. Don't be afraid to try everything! Except maybe the durian. I'm not quite brave enough for that. (That smell… my God!)
Accommodation? What's the deal? Budget backpacker or… luxury villa?
You've got options! You can find everything from super-basic homestays to stunning villas with private infinity pools – and everything in between. I opted for a charming little guesthouse, run by a lovely Balinese family. It was simple, but clean, and the breakfasts… fresh fruit, pancakes, strong coffee. Heaven. Plus, it forced me to interact with the locals, and learn a few simple phrases. (Like "Terima kasih" which, believe me, is incredibly useful!). Just be prepared to… well, embrace a slower pace. Don't expect 24/7 room service. My air conditioning went out on the third night, and it took a day to fix. But hey, it's all part of the adventure, right? Mostly.
Tell me about getting around. Renting a scooter? Taxi? Walking?
Scooters are *everywhere*. Everyone seems to whizzing around on them. And it *looks* fun. But I'm a klutz. And traffic in Bali… can be a bit… *intense*. Also, I heard so many stories of people getting minor injuries. So, I chickened out. Walking is fantastic, especially along the beaches and in the smaller villages. Otherwise, taxis are available, but be prepared to haggle. And, again, be prepared for the occasional traffic jam! (Although, honestly, the traffic jams in Simore are nothing compared to those in a major city. Thank God.) So, I did more walking but it depends on your comfort level.
Are there any… dangers? Anything to worry about?
Okay, let's be honest. Everywhere has its risks. Traffic, as mentioned, is a thing. The sun is *fierce*. Mosquitoes are plentiful; bring bug spray! And, yes, there's the occasional petty theft, so keep an eye on your belongings. But Simore felt incredibly safe to me. The locals are genuinely friendly and welcoming. Just use common sense: don't wander around alone at night, especially on the beach. Stay aware of your surroundings. And be nice to the monkeys! They're cute, but they can also be little… *thieves*. (I learned this the hard way. They stole my sunglasses!)
What's the single best thing about Simore? The thing that sticks with you?
The thing that honestly, *still* makes me tear up a little just thinking about it? The sunsets. Every single evening, the sky exploded with color. Pinks, oranges, purples… it was like watching a masterpiece being painted right in front of my eyes. One particular evening, I was walking along the beach, and I saw this elderly Balinese fisherman, silhouetted against the setting sun. He was just… standing there, casting his net. It was the most beautiful, peaceful thing I've ever seen. It's a memory I'll cherish forever. It reminded me to slow down. To breathe. To appreciate the simple things. Yeah… the sunsets. Hands down. They're worth the trip alone.
Would you go back?
