Indonesian Paradise: Unbelievable Su57 Superior Room!
Indonesian Paradise: The Su57 Superior Room (and My Rollercoaster Ride) - A Brutally Honest Review
Alright, folks, buckle up. You're about to get the real deal on the Indonesian Paradise's "Unbelievable Su57 Superior Room" (yes, that's actually its name. Don't ask). I'm not one for fluffy prose, but I am one for brutal honesty. So, here we go, warts and all. And believe me, there are some.
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My expectations were sky-high. "Unbelievable," right? The marketing was slick. Instagram was flooded with images of infinity pools and perfectly staged breakfasts. I'd saved up, splurged, and booked myself the Su57 Superior Room, picturing myself a sophisticated traveler, basking in pure Balinese bliss.
First Impressions: The Grand Entrance (and a Slight Panic Attack!)
The entrance to the Indonesian Paradise is, well, grand. Think giant, imposing gates, a sweeping driveway, and staff practically tripping over themselves to get your luggage. And I, being the slightly awkward, overly-prepared traveler that I am, immediately felt…underdressed. I fumbled through my documents, sweating slightly in the Bali heat. This was when I first noticed the:
- Accessibility: The grounds are surprisingly good for folks with mobility issues. There are elevators (thank GOD!), and the paths are mostly smooth. They do mention "Facilities for disabled guests" in their list, which is good.
- Check-in/out [express/private]: They definitely have "express" since my check-in was a blur. "Private?" Well, it felt pretty private with all the staff bustling around me.
- **Doorman/Concierge: Both present and very helpful. Seriously, they're practically mind readers.
The Room: A Rollercoaster of Emotions
Stepping into the Su57… whoa. It is impressive.
- Available in all rooms: Air-conditioned (thank the heavens!), free Wi-Fi (more on that later), and blackout curtains (essential for beating jet lag).
- Air conditioning: Works like a charm!
- Wi-Fi [free]: I'll be honest. This was one of the most stressful things. It seemed to work sometimes, then vanish to the ether.
- Amenities: The bathroom was huge! But I felt like it was missing something.
- Mini-Bar: Good selection of spirits, though pricey.
My first thought? "This is…nice." My second? "Where’s the balcony? The pictures showed a balcony!!" I checked my booking. Yep, balcony included. Cue minor internal meltdown. Turns out, the "Superior" rooms have some with balconies, some without. Mine was without. Damn.
After speaking to reception, they did the best they could. And the new room had a balcony and a fantastic view! I spent the next few hours recovering form unpacking, and enjoying the magnificent:
- Pool with a View: The infinity pool is as stunning as the photos. Honestly, one of the highlights. Dipping into that water, looking out over the jungle… pure magic.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking: A Foodie's Adventure (with a Few Stumbles)
The Indonesian Paradise offers a dizzying array of dining options, from fancy a la carte restaurants/buffet to a poolside bar that's perfect for a sunset cocktail (or three).
- Restaurants: There's a diverse range, from Asian Cuisine to Western ones.
- A la carte in restaurant/Buffet in restaurant: Great selection!
- Snack bar/Poolside bar: The poolside bar is a must-visit for a sunset cocktail!
- Room service [24-hour]: Late-night cravings? Covered.
The food itself? Overall, pretty good. The Asian cuisine was particularly delicious. The Western options were… well, they were there. The buffet was… well it was a Buffet. Important note. They do a solid job of things like: "Safe dining setup", "Sanitized kitchen and tableware items." That gave me peace of mind.
Relaxation & Rejuvenation: Ahhhh… Mostly
Let's be honest, this is where the Indonesian Paradise truly shines.
- Spa/Sauna/Steamroom: The spa. The spa. The spa. Divine. I opted for a Balinese massage and practically melted into the massage table. Pure bliss.
- Fitness center: I intended to hit the gym. I even packed my workout clothes! But, you know, cocktails by the pool won out.
- Body scrub/Body wrap: I gave a body wrap a go.
Cleanliness & Safety: Keeping it Real (and Sanitized)
This is where I was genuinely impressed.
- Anti-viral cleaning products/Daily disinfection in common areas/Rooms sanitized between stays: Visible signs of a commitment to cleanliness.
- Hand sanitizer/Staff trained in safety protocol/Physical distancing of at least 1 meter: Reassuring in these times.
Things to Do (Besides Lounging by the Pool)
Okay, so the Indonesian Paradise offers a lot… but I'm a bit of a homebody when on vacation.
- Concierge: They are wonderful at helping you.
- Meeting/banquet facilities: Though the resort has beautiful outdoor areas.
The Unexpected Delights (and a Few Annoyances)
- Pets allowed unavailable: I left my pets at home.
- Family/child friendly: Plenty of kids and facilities, like a kids club.
- Smoking area: There's a designated smoking area
The Verdict: Would I Go Back?
That's a tough one. The Indonesian Paradise is beautiful, and the Su57 Superior Room (with a balcony!) offers a taste of luxury. The staff are incredibly attentive, the spa is phenomenal, and the pool is pure Instagram gold.
However… the inconsistent Wi-Fi, the minor balcony mishap, and the slightly overwhelming scale of the place… they all contribute to a slightly less-than-perfect experience.
So, to answer the question: Maybe. If I craved a truly luxurious Bali experience, I'd consider it. But I'd definitely triple-check that balcony situation. And I'd pack a book for the Wi-Fi-free moments. And I'd probably bring my own snacks. Because, let's be real, even paradise has its imperfections.
Dubai's BEST Kept Secret Hotel? Arjaan by Rotana Review!Okay, buckle up buttercup, because this isn't your grandma's itinerary. We're going to Indonesia. Superior Room Su57, to be precise. And trust me, it's gonna be a wild ride. My brain is already a scrambled egg of excitement and sheer terror of the unknown. Here goes…
INDONESIA: The Scramble & The Sublime (Superior Room Su57 Edition)
Day 1: Jakarta – Concrete Jungle Blues & Initial Panic
- 7:00 AM: Wake up, bleary-eyed in…well, my own bed. But the idea of Indonesia is already buzzing in my head. Coffee. Seriously, the most important step. Pray the airport coffee isn’t the usual, watery disgrace.
- 8:30 AM: Last-minute packing (because I’m always last minute). Did I remember mosquito repellent? Sunscreen? My sanity? (Spoiler: probably not). The "what if I forget something and die?" spiral begins.
- 10:00 AM: Airport chaos. Because airports are always chaos, aren't they? The check-in line snakes like a boa constrictor. I briefly consider just curling up on the floor and pretending to be a suitcase. The flight has been delayed one hour. Fantastic! I'm already having a blast… with myself.
- 3:00 PM (ish) Jakarta Arrival: Touchdown! Humidity hits me like a wet, warm blanket. Immigration went surprisingly smoothly. The air smells of something… exotic. And a hint of exhaust. Jakarta, you are a sensory overload.
- 3:30 PM: Taxi to Hotel Aryaduta Semanggi in Jakarta. Traffic is… legendary. Seriously. I'm pretty sure I witnessed two motorbikes trying to merge into the space of one. My driver is a saint, navigating this madness. I think I aged a decade.
- 4:30 PM: Check into Hotel Aryaduta Semanggi. Room looks nice. Relief washes over me. Finally, some peace. Except… the air conditioning sounds like a dying walrus. Minor detail. I'll survive. (Hopefully).
- 6:00 PM: Exploring. Wandering the immediate area. Finding a Warung (small local eatery). Ordered something that looked vaguely like chicken and rice. Tasted… mysterious. Could be delicious. Could be the demise of my digestive system. Time will tell.
- 7:30 PM: Stumbled upon a vibrant street market. The colours, the smells… overwhelming in the best way. Bought a ridiculous hat that makes me look like Indiana Jones after a particularly bad bender to try to forget the delayed flight.
- 8:30 PM: Back to the hotel. Exhausted. Jetlag is already kicking in. Write some diary.
Day 2: Jakarta - Culture Shock & Culinary Risks
- 7:00 AM: Woke up. The walrus hasn't stopped. Maybe just embrace the noise?
- 8:00 AM: Breakfast at the hotel. The food… interesting. I tentatively try some weird fruit I've never seen before. It tastes kind of like… sunshine? Maybe?
- 9:00 AM: Exploring the city. Saw the National Museum. Felt a little bit… disconnected. History is cool, but my brain is still fried from the travel.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch at a local restaurant. This time, I was braver. Ordered Nasi Goreng. It was… glorious. The best thing I've eaten in ages. I could actually eat the whole of plate in one sitting if I had the chance!
- 1:00 PM: Shopping! Exploring the malls. Jakarta is a city of contrasts. Beautiful, modern malls alongside bustling, chaotic street life.
- 4:00 PM: Heading to a coffee shop. I'm starting to appreciate the pace of Jakarta. Taking some time to relax.
- 6:00 PM: Back in the hotel, I feel slightly lost. It felt slightly empty
- 8:00 PM: Stumbling upon a hidden rooftop bar. Enjoy some cocktails.
Day 3: Jakarta - A Moment of Bliss and a Sudden Downpour
- 9:00 AM: Woke up. Decided to skip the breakfast. I need to be more cautious.
- 10:00 AM: Decided to head to a new place in Jakarta.
- 12:00 PM: I'm going to have a lunch with Nasi Goreng! It's so good!
- 1:00 PM: Walking in the streets. A heavy rain. I feel the cold in my bones. But the street vendors seem to be enjoying this moment.
- 3:00 PM: Back in the hotel. I want to take a rest.
- 6:00 PM: Heading out again for dinner. But this time I will explore the night life.
- 8:00 PM: Exploring the night life in Jakarta.
Day 4: Flight to Yogyakarta & The Temple Tango
- 7:00 AM: Early flight to Yogyakarta. The walrus continues to rumble. Seriously, the hotel should invest in some earplugs.
- 10:00 AM: Arrive in Yogyakarta. Much calmer than Jakarta! Breathe a sigh of relief.
- 11:00 AM: Check into a charming little guesthouse. Much more my speed!
- 12:00 PM: Lunch at a traditional warung. Chicken skewers so good I almost cried.
- 2:00 PM: Attempt to visit Borobudur Temple. The temple is stunning, of course. But the crowds… Oy vey. This is where the "imperfections" kick in. There was a tour group of teenagers who insisted on taking selfies in every single place and blocking people's way. I wanted to push them all off the temple. It was annoying and I lost my temper. (I did not push anyone). It's so beautiful, it's worth the noise.
- 5:00 PM: Relaxing. Drinking a nice cup of tea.
- 7:00 PM: Watched a traditional dance performance. Absolutely mesmerizing. The music, the colours, the grace… I almost forgot about the teenagers. Almost. Dinner at a local restaurant. Satay. Everything Satay.
- 9:00 PM: Back to the guesthouse. Sleep. Deep, peaceful sleep, the walrus is nowhere to be heard.
Day 5: Yogyakarta - Batik, Palaces & Emotional Rollercoaster
- 8:00 AM: Wake up. Feeling good! Maybe the jetlag is finally losing.
- 9:00 AM: Batik class! Okay, this was amazing. Getting to create my own design. The concentration was blissful. Felt like a kid again. The instructor was lovely, patient with my clumsy attempts.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch at a café. I was joined by an old woman. She was speaking English and told me about her life. We talked for hours. She was so wise!
- 2:00 PM: Visit the Kraton (Sultan's Palace). The architecture is so beautiful.
- 4:00 PM: Shopping. Found a lovely old book shop and spent an hour looking through old books.
- 6:00 PM: Exploring the city again.
- 8:00 PM: Eat dinner. I meet some new friends.
- 9:00 PM: Back to guesthouse. Sleep
Day 6: Flight to Bali - The Greenery & The Guilt
- 7:00 AM: Fly to Bali. Bye bye, Yogyakarta!
- 10:00 AM: Arrive in Bali.
- 11:00 AM: Check into the hotel.
- 12:00 PM: Lunch at the hotel restaurant.
- 2:00 PM: Exploring the area.
Day 7-14: Bali - Sun, Sand, Spirituality & Existential Dread
- This is where things get deliciously vague and messy. Bali is where plans go to die, and you just live. Every day is a new adventure.
- Here's a general idea, with plenty of room for chaos:
- Seminyak/Canggu (because everyone goes there): Surfing lessons (faceplant guaranteed). Beach days! Exploring the shops. Drinking cocktails at sunset. Pretending I'm a boho goddess. Then, the guilt sets in about all the disposable plastic and the environmental impact of tourism. A constant internal battle. Delicious food, but the price tag… ouch.
- Ubud (because you have to): Yoga classes (maybe). Visiting temples (picturesque!). Trying to "find myself" (more likely to just get lost). The monkey forest. The monkeys are cute… until they steal your sunglasses. The whole Eat, Pray, Love vibe is both appealing and a little nauseating. Lots of cafes, lots of introspection. The rice paddies are truly breathtaking.
- **Day Trips (maybe):
Indonesian Paradise: Su57 Superior Room - You *Sure* About That "Superior"? (An FAQ for the Slightly Unhinged)
Alright, buckle up, buttercups. You’re thinking about Indonesian Paradise and this… "Su57 Superior Room." Let me tell you, I’ve been through. And by "through," I mean I may or may not have nearly gotten stuck in a bamboo shower curtain. So, pull up a virtual stool and let's get into this mess.
1. What even *is* the Indonesian Paradise? And is it Truly Paradise?
Indonesian Paradise...oh, it's a *place*. Let's leave it at that. Paradise? Well, that depends on your definition. Expect lush (maybe overgrown), and a healthy dose of "rustic charm." Some might call it charming. Others... well, they might be planning a strongly worded email. My personal experience leans towards the latter, at least at first. Think less "Garden of Eden" and more "that quirky aunt's house with the slightly leaky roof." I'm not saying it's bad. It's... *an experience*. Prepare for a slow pace, that's for sure. Prepare for some things to be just a little bit… *different* than you're used to. Prepare for adventure! (and maybe a mild allergy to humidity).
2. So, The Su57 Superior Room... What Makes it... "Superior"? Besides a Name That Sounds Like a Jet Fighter?
Okay, this is where things get... interesting. "Superior." Hmmm. Let's dissect that. By "superior," they *might* mean... bigger than the other rooms. Possibly. The bed? It was... a bed. Comfortable enough to collapse into after a day of battling stray geckos (more on those little buggers later.) The air conditioning... well, it *tried*. On a scale of "Arctic Blast" to "Warm, Damp Hug," it leaned towards the latter. Expect it to be a place to sleep, mainly. The view? Mine overlooked... a rather enthusiastic jackfruit tree. Charming, in its own way. Look, expectations are key here. Don't go expecting Buckingham Palace. Think more, "Cozy Cabana with some minor plumbing issues." You're in Indonesia, right? Right! Embrace the chaos (and the occasional lizard).
3. The Bathroom: Myth or Reality? And is that *Really* a Bamboo Shower Curtain?!
THE BATHROOM. Oh, the bathroom. Okay, deep breaths. Yes, the bamboo shower curtain *IS* real. And yes, it *does* stick to you. Like, really, really stick. Imagine trying to peel yourself off a particularly determined octopus. That's basically the shower experience. The water pressure? Let's just say it's... "suggestive." You'll hear more of an insistent gurgle than a powerful cascade. The drain? Questionable. (Pro tip: pack extra flip-flops.) I swear, one time I thought I was going to become one with the shower. I almost got stuck. I needed help! Thankfully, the helpful staff were really friendly and let me out... eventually. The bamboo has claimed another victim, I swear. But hey! It's an adventure! You'll have stories for *years*. The whole experience? Forget luxury. Embrace the… *experience*.
4. Breakfast: Does "Continental" Mean "Mostly Toast and Jam"?
Breakfast. Ah, the most important meal of the day. "Continental" at Indonesian Paradise... let's just say it leans towards the basics. Expect toast. Expect jam (possibly with a slight, indefinable taste). Expect maybe some suspiciously orange scrambled eggs that look suspiciously like they've been sitting out since last Tuesday. Fruit: sometimes. Coffee? Strong! (Which you'll need after your shower escapades.) Honestly? I ended up eating breakfast at the warung (local eatery) down the street. Best nasi goreng of my *life*. Seriously. Skip the "continental," find a warung. Trust me on this one.
5. Let's Talk Geckos. Are We Talking "Cute Little Guys" or "Nightmare Fuel"?
The geckos. Oh, the geckos. They're everywhere. Everywhere! They scuttle on the walls, they chirp at night (which, after a few Bintangs, sounds suspiciously like they're judging your life choices). They’re cute… from a distance. Like, *really* far. One time, I swear one tried to sneak into my backpack. And the sound? "Tock-tock-tock!" Every night! I might have lost a little sleep. But hey, they eat the bugs, right? Right? (I’m still traumatized, okay?) Just accept them. They're part of the… "charm." (See? I'm even using the word now!)
6. Internet: Is it a Mirage? Or Does it Actually Exist?
Internet. Haha. Good one. Okay, let's be realistic. The internet at Indonesian Paradise... it's like trying to catch a butterfly with a rusty spoon. It *might* happen. Eventually. If you're lucky. Don't expect to stream movies. Don't expect to video call. Consider it a digital detox. Embrace the forced disconnection. Read a book. Stare at the jackfruit tree. Actually, now that I think about it... the lack of internet might have been the best part.
7. Would You... Go Back? (Be Honest!)
Hmm. Okay, here's the brutally honest truth. Would I go back to the Su57 Superior Room? Probably not. Would I go back to Indonesian Paradise? Maybe. With lower expectations, a healthy supply of insect repellent, and an iron will to survive the bamboo shower curtain. It wasn't *bad*. It was... memorable. I have stories, and honestly? I wouldn't trade the weirdness for the world. The staff were wonderful. The island was beautiful. Just manage your expectations, pack a sense of humor, and *never* underestimate the power of a well-placed pair of flip-flops. And *please* learn from my mistakes. Avoid the bamboo curtain at all costs.
8. Any final words of wisdom?
Embrace the chaos! Pack light. Bring a sense of adventure. Pack your best flip-flops. And for the love of all that is holy, check the shower curtain *before* you step in. You've been warned. And enjoy your stay. Because even with all the weirdness, you'll probably miss it when you leave. Indonesia is an experience. Indonesian Paradise... well, it's a *very* Indonesian experience. Enjoy!
