Ten Stunning Overwater Bungalows Staying in an overwater bungalow is a dream I've always had. There is just something about lying in bed, over the water, which sounds incredibly relaxing. I can picture myself, surrounded by mosquito netting (purely for the romance factor since with the breeze I wouldn’t need it) breathing in the smell of the ocean.
Except that… after the 2004 Indian Ocean Tsunami I’m not sure how relaxed I would actually be sitting like a, well, duck, out there in the water. In my perfect world the overwater bungalow would be on a landlocked tropical lake, with warm waters, no sharks, and lots of brightly colored fish. Do you think I am asking too much? I am sure that with Global Warming there is a chance some lakes could end up fitting that criteria. Well, the fish might be glowing from toxic waste, but even so… no tsunamis, right? I suppose that Disney could probably create a perfect escape like I have in my mind. But travel is messy! It is part of their very purpose, to throw us outside of our comfort zone and strip away our security blanket. I am sure I would enjoy the Disney version of my overwater bungalow very much (especially if it wasn’t crowded with others seeking safe, stress-free fulfillment of their desires.) But unless I someday experience the real deal, tsunami threat included, I’ll never feel like I crossed this particular goal off my bucket list. The overwater bungalows in the Tripadvisor advisor spotlight (especially the Four Seasons Bora Bora) might just be enough to convince me it is worth the try. Have you stayed in an overwater bungalow? I’d love to hear about it, and even see pictures. Leave your comment, or if you prefer privacy, send me an email- dwilstedauthor(AT)outlook(dot)com. Many Happy Journeys Inspired by Love Deanne
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“Maybe if they removed the desk…” Isn’t it incredible what a good photographer can do? In this case the room we had booked was about the size of a tree fort (and it sort of looked like one too.) On paper and in pictures it had sounded good: stand alone cabin, 4 star hotel, dinner one night at their gourmet restaurant, bus to the slopes, indoor pool. Perfect. Not! What had appeared to be a comfortable chalet in the photos, turned out to be so cozy that we had to climb across the bed to get from the door to the bathroom. There was no choice but to unpack into the antique (aka rustic) dresser. And somehow the loft that had appeared to hold a bed- something we didn’t need but others might – wouldn’t even fit our empty luggage bags unless we laid them sideways. The bathroom was so small that you could take a shower while sitting on the toilet. And, in case you think I exaggerate, here is a photo I took on that trip: To be fair- this trip was taken back in in 2000. Since then, the hotel has made many updates, including tearing down this tiny little cottage and building an expensive two bedroom chalet in its place. But, as Joni Mitchell has so eloquently sung, Something’s lost when something’s gained. And now, I wonder if perhaps I was so lost in my dashed expectations I could appreciate the beauty of the chalet’s authenticity.
I am learning that the journey changes as we age. Like everything in life, it seems as though the older I get the deeper and broader my vision grows. People, places and things have stories that I respect and want to know more about. I am glad, now, that I got to experience this little room while it was still an unpolished gem. My time there was about holing up inside it with my new(ish) husband and sharing our dreams for future journeys. Here’s to many Rustic Journeys for all of you! Have you ever been fooled by internet or brochure pictures? Where did it lead you? I do love to hear your stories, so please leave me a comment and let me know what you are thinking. Cheers, Deanne |
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