Unboxing Bali: My Honeymoon Getaway – Part 1/7

Tanah Lot, Bali

Day One:

The journey from Ms. Amrita Agrawal to Mrs. Amrita Vinayak Gupta turned out to be much more fun and thrilling than expected. From the next day to wedding, goose-bumps all around to cater to the adjustments required for a new household, till the time we took the flight, numerous thoughts were engrossing me. How will the next week unfold itself, how will be my honeymoon, how will my husband turn out to be 24*7, how will I shred the cocoon I had till now around me , etc. etc. etc.

But the “Man Of My Dreams” turned out to be my Mr. Perfect. He left no stones un-turned to make me at ease and adopt the new change with open arms.

Mr. Perfect just reiterated all the things we needed for the trip-  copy of the tickets, passports, cash, credit cards, suitcase locks, mobiles, chargers, shaving kit (aah.. still his beard pricks) – All checked. Having said good bye to my new parents, we embarked on our new journey to Bali – The city of beautiful beaches and pretty babes (as iterated by my hubby-frown) and ya sea food (again sob sob sob)

We were about to discover two cities while being in transit – Kuala Lumpur (Malaysia – Truly Asia :p sic) and Bali.

After a not so long five and half hours trip to Kuala Lumpur amongst the awed and eager looking co-passengers (watching the Indian Gal with henna dyed hands and legs) and some jealous female Indians as well (I guess my Mr. Perfect was not the reason :P), We landed at Kuala Lumpur and after checking out the entire airport with the help of some really friendly support staff who took our small English test (never ever utter long sentences), we caught our next flight to Bali (Denpasar) and it took us another three hours and twenty minutes to reach our much awaited destination.

Hands in hands, eyes locked, we winked. The honeymoon had begun.

There Mr. Kadek, our local agent was waving our Play Cards. (I mean Mr. Vinayak Gupta, I guess they are only interested in the person making the payment). He greeted us with a sweet smile and said Namaste. Can’t explain the feeling of hearing Hindi outside India with that strange yet sweet accent.

Having kept the luggage in the Black Car with black windows (Mr. Perfect said-nothing to worry), we started to our hotel and here we were checked in to Hotel Risata – the awesomely looking hotel with lots and lots to explore once you are inside.

At Hotel Risata, Bali

It was here that I felt that blue Denim is the color code for gals. Lanky long legs were carrying almost all shades of blue Denim shorts. The moment I rushed to my room, I opened my luggage and took a sigh of relief to find two pairs with myself.

Mr. Perfect was unfortunately quick to utter those magical words,”Not as hot as that gal wore”- the fish was baited. The poor man was subsequently made to buy me two Denim shorts, one Denim skirt and one Denim shirt to prove that he is not a womanizer and those words were uttered by mistake.

Unbox Day Two at your leisure.

About the author

Amrita Agrawal

Amrita is a finance professional, a qualified Chartered Accountant and Company Secretary with more than half a decade of work-experience. She is an avid reader and keen to be a full-time blogger.


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