You know those places you dream about visiting but never really know for sure that you'll get to see one day? Before this trip, Bali was one of those places for me. I've heard about this magical little place so many times and have had both friends and relatives rave about it, so I was more than excited once my sister and I finally booked our tickets to this paradise quite impulsively this autumn. Being away from each other and having her in New York for almost half a year and myself in Paris for quite sometime now, we haven't really seen much of one another so doing this together has meant a lot to me. She had been to Bali before while this was the very first time for me – and I can easily say that I was far from being disappointed. As Instagram has revealed, I think I really fell in love with this little place.
While in Bali we stayed at the beautiful The Mulia hotel in a very calm and serene area, also known as Nusa Dua, which I highly recommend for anyone thinking about visiting this part of the world. We spent most of our time on the beach, playing around in the crystal clear water (yes, it was so clear you could even see that I needed a pedicure) or reading under the umbrella. It's easy to forget how harsh the sun is over here when you've been used to Parisian sunrays for a little bit too long and therefore I felt that it was safer to hide out in the shade (I can feel how the 15-year-old me rolls her eyes at me now) with my new favourite book.
We felt like little princesses when we fell asleep in a bed made from something that felt more like fluffy clouds than normal sheets and pampered ourselves with days without any obligations and lots of pineapple juice from the pool bar. The people were some of the kindest I've ever encountered, the food delicious and the nature mesmerising. I'm already plotting on how to get back to this heaven soon again...
Photos of me: Sara Olsson.