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Unbelievable Makassar Luxury: Hotel Bunga Permata Awaits! – A Chaotic but Charming Review
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because I just got back from Bunga Permata, and let me tell you, it was an experience. Trying to write a "review" feels like trying to wrangle a herd of caffeinated kittens, but here we go…
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- Meta Description: Dive into a chaotic but compelling review of the Bunga Permata Hotel in Makassar! From its luxurious spa to its (sometimes) baffling food service, explore accessibility, amenities, cleanliness, and the overall "vibe" with a mix of honest opinions and quirky observations. Is it worth it? Let's find out!
(Deep breath… and enter the chaotic world of Bunga Permata!)
First Impressions (and a near-disaster!)
The arrival? Well… glamorous is one word. It was more “slightly bewildered after a 6-hour flight” meets “wow, those lobby chandeliers are… something.” The architecture is definitely… dramatic. Think modern minimalist meets, well, a whole lotta floral arrangements. (Bunga Permata does translate to "Flower Gem," after all!) Getting in was easy enough, considering there’s a 24-hour front desk and… (deep sigh)… valet parking. I'm terrible at valet parking. I nearly took out a small, innocent potted palm tree. Thank goodness the staff, who were universally friendly and patient, found the whole thing hilarious (and handled it like pros).
Accessibility - Trying Not To Trip!
Okay, accessibility. This is important, and honestly, Bunga Permata is pretty good. There's an elevator, and ramps are plentiful. Wheelchair accessible rooms are available, which is a massive win. They also have facilities for disabled guests, which included… well, I didn't get to use them personally, but the hotel clearly made an effort. The main common areas (restaurants, lounges, lobby) felt very navigable. I spotted CCTV in common areas, which made me feel more secure.
The Rooms - Plush, But… Is That A Moth?
The room itself? Beautiful. Truly. I had a high floor room with an amazing view (more on that later!), and the blackout curtains were a godsend after that flight. The bed? Extra long, which is appreciated by a giant like myself. You've got the usual suspects: air conditioning, a mini bar, a safe box…. And… wait… is that… a moth? Yep. A moth. Small, insignificant, but a moth. My first instinct? Panic. Then I remembered, I'm reviewing this place! A quick call, and housekeeping was there in minutes, armed with… well, I’m not sure what it was, but the moth was gone. The rooms are sanitized between stays (and they say they use anti-viral cleaning products), so I shouldn't have been alarmed. I was, though. I’m a moth-phobic. Shudders.
More on those Rooms, Plus the WiFi Debacle
The air conditioning worked like a charm. Free bottled water was replenished daily (thank you, gods of hydration!). There was even a desk, because, you know, work. And the Wi-Fi [free]. Supposedly. It's supposed to be Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!. And in the public areas too! But… sigh… let’s just say it wasn’t always the most reliable of internet experiences. I spent a frustrating afternoon trying to upload a picture of a durian (more on the durian later), and my internet access kept cutting out! I did have Internet access – wireless, thankfully. Internet access – LAN, if you prefer, and I think (barely remember after a few too many cocktails) you could request an Internet access – LAN port. Still… the wifi was a definite downside.
Dining, Drinking, and Snacking - A Rollercoaster of Flavors
Okay, the food. This is where things get… interesting.
- Breakfast [buffet]: Massive. Absolutely massive. The Asian breakfast options were extensive, but the Western breakfast was pretty good, too. The coffee shop was lovely (when the wifi worked!).
- Restaurants: There are several. One had Asian cuisine in restaurant, another, International cuisine in restaurant. The food itself was… a mixed bag. The A la carte in restaurant menu looked incredible, but sometimes the execution didn't quite match the ambition. The soup? Heavenly. The salad? Somehow, the lettuce was a little… limp.
- Room service [24-hour]: A lifesaver after that exhausting travel day. Good selection, and the food arrived promptly.
- The Poolside Bar and the Happy Hour Okay, this. This is where Bunga Permata truly shines. The cocktails were strong (good!), the pool with a view was Instagram-worthy, and the happy hour deals were amazing. The poolside bar staff were absolute angels, and the sunset views were… well, just look at the picture. It speaks for itself. (I should probably mention there was a bottle of water served with every drink, an extra plus!)
Spa and Relaxation - Bliss… and a Tiny Panic Attack
The spa? Oh, the spa. Seriously, it was out of this world. I indulged in a body scrub (glorious!), a massage (needed!). The Sauna and steamroom really helped with the aches, and, I think there was a foot bath, but everything is a blur of scented oils and relaxation. The Spa/sauna experience alone is worth the price of admission. Now…the fitness center was a bit… intense. Fully equipped, but… it was so shiny. Like, so new! And I am not a gym person. The sheer number of gleaming machines filled me with a low-level anxiety.
Cleanliness and Safety - The Sanitized Zone!
I'm still a bit of a germaphobe after the last few years, so I paid close attention to the cleanliness. The Daily disinfection in common areas was noticeable, and I saw the staff using professional-grade sanitizing services. The staff trained in safety protocol, and there's evidence to prove it. I felt safe. The room sanitization opt-out available is a nice touch, too. The cashless payment service made life so much easier.
Things to Do - Beyond the Durian (Yes, I Tried It.)
Beyond the hotel, there's the city! The hotel can arrange airport transfer, taxi service. They also had a car park [free of charge] if you arrive by car. But… the real adventure was the durian market! Bunga Permata could arrange a tour and provided a car, and the concierge was great at recommending activities. . Services and Conveniences - The Good, The Bad, and the Very Good
The Concierge was absolutely brilliant. Super helpful, efficient, and always smiling. Daily housekeeping was flawless. The 24-hour front desk was a lifesaver. The Laundry service was incredibly efficient (I may have accidentally spilled a whole plate of noodles onto my favorite shirt). However, the Convenience store was a bit… meh.
For the Kids - Family Friendly?
I was travelling solo, but I did see a few families. The hotel is definitely Family/child friendly, with babysitting service! The Kids meal options looked decent..
The Durian Incident (A Warning!)
Okay, this needs its own section. I went to try durian. (Don't judge me!). I bought a durian. It smelled… potent. I brought it back to the room because I was too afraid to eat it in public. (Yes, I know, this is a crime against humanity). I opened it. The smell. Oh. The Smell. I immediately ran to the window, and, for a moment, considered chucking it out. Then I realized… I was on the 18th floor. I had to live with this… this… culinary catastrophe. The hotel staff handled the situation with incredible grace and, I suspect, a lot of air freshener. Please, if you try durian, eat it outside. Just… trust me. Getting Around - Easy Access
Bunga Permata has the usual: airport transfer, valet parking, **car park [on-site]. *Final Verdict - Worth the Chaos?*
Despite the imperfect wifi, the moth, and the durian-induced olfactory assault, Hotel Bunga Permata is a wonderful place. The staff are amazing, the spa is divine, the pool is gorgeous, and the rooms are luxurious. It’s stylish, comfortable, and
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Okay, buckle up, buttercups, because this isn't your grandma's sterile travel itinerary. This is my, slightly messy, utterly human, and probably-too-honest account of navigating Hotel Bunga Permata in Makassar, Indonesia. Get ready for a rollercoaster, punctuated by questionable food choices and the existential dread of remembering to pack your socks.
Hotel Bunga Permata: The Chaotic Chronicle of a Makassar Misadventure
Day 1: Arrival of the Clumsy Tourist & Toilet Paper Panic
- Morning: Landed in Makassar. The airport was a swirling vortex of luggage, overly enthusiastic taxi drivers (with the charm of a used car salesman), and the humid embrace of tropical air. Already regretting that questionable nasi goreng on the plane.
- Afternoon (aka the Great Check-In Debacle): Arrived at Hotel Bunga Permata. First impression? The lobby felt promising – a riot of batik patterns and the faint scent of… cleaning products? (Or was that a particularly potent incense stick trying to mask something?) Check-in was a slow burn. The receptionist, bless her heart, had the enthusiasm of a sloth on valium. Apparently, my online booking didn't quite meet the reality. Cue the frantic passport-searching and a minor existential crisis about my life choices.
- Room Revelation (and Immediate Regret): I got a room. It was… a room. The air conditioning worked! Score! Then, the bathroom. Let's just say, the toilet paper situation was… dire. More on this later. (Spoiler alert: I survived, but just barely.)
- Evening: Wandered the streets. Found some street food – a "beef rice" thing that looked suspiciously like it was harboring some serious spice. Ate it anyway. Regret. The taste was good, but later my stomach felt like a volcano about to erupt.
- Nighttime Panic: Realized I hadn't packed enough insect repellent. And the toilet paper situation was worsening in my mind. Stared at the ceiling contemplating the meaning of life, or, at least, the meaning of my inability to find more toilet paper.
Day 2: Temples, Tummy Troubles, and the Elusive Internet
- Morning (the Breakfast Debacle): Hotel breakfast. The buffet was a battlefield of questionable fried things, rubbery eggs, and strong, bitter coffee. Tried the "fruit" – suspiciously similar to canned peaches. Gave up and went back to the room, still reeling from the spice.
- Mid-Morning (the Temple Triumph, Maybe?): Attempted to visit a temple near the hotel. Found it. Felt underdressed. Took some pictures. Lost my sunglasses. Am I even making memories, or am I just wandering around in a sunglasses-less daze?
- Afternoon (The Great Internet Hunt): The hotel's Wi-Fi was… let’s say, "intermittent." Spent an hour trying to connect, then gave up and retreated to the lobby, where I eavesdropped on a heated argument between two guys from New York. Finally got connected – long enough to check emails and get a quick dose of social media doomscrolling.
- Evening (the Stomach's Revenge and the Toilet Paper Saga Continues): The volcano in my stomach finally erupted. Spent a rather unpleasant hour in the bathroom, revisiting the contents of my street food adventure. I'm not going into details. I wasn't prepared for this. The toilet paper was not prepared for me either.
Day 3: Fortress Hopping and the Quest for Authentic Indonesian Cuisine
- Morning (The Recovery): Dragged myself out of bed. The volcano had simmered down. Miraculously, survived the night!
- Mid-Morning (the Fort Rotterdam Fortress): Explored Fort Rotterdam. The history! The architecture! The oppressive heat!! But hey, it was pretty cool. Learned a little bit. Did some serious contemplating of the meaning of walls and the erosion of history and thought it was a good place to leave a review.
- Afternoon (the Great Culinary Hunt): Determined to find some REAL Indonesian food. Scoured TripAdvisor. Ended up at a place that, according to the reviews, was "authentic." It was… interesting. Ate way too much.
- Evening (the Sunset Contemplation): Watched the sunset over the harbor. It was beautiful. Briefly forgot about the toilet paper panic. Briefly felt at peace with the world.
- Nighttime: The toilet paper anxiety returned. Was it a dream? Was toilet paper a myth? Will I survive? These were my questions.
Day 4: Farewell, Makassar (and the End of the Toilet Paper Ordeal?)
- Morning: Final hotel breakfast (skipped it this time). Checked out. Said goodbye to the overly-enthusiastic taxis. The staff was a bit more responsive than when I arrived. Am I a different person? Hopefully.
- Afternoon: Headed to the airport. Reflecting on my trip. Makassar, you were… an experience.
- Evening: Arrived home. Immediately checked my toilet paper supply. All good.
Final Thoughts:
Hotel Bunga Permata wasn't perfect. The Wi-Fi was a joke. The breakfast was questionable. The bathrooms were…memorable. But, you know what? I survived. And I think I laughed more than I cried (mostly). Makassar, you gave me stories, some questionable food choices, and a renewed appreciation for the humble roll of toilet paper. Would I go back? Maybe. Would I pack extra toilet paper next time? ABSOLUTELY.
And that, my friends, is the story of my Makassar misadventure. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need a cup of tea, a strong coffee, and enough toilet paper to build a small fort. Let's get ready for next time.
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Is this hotel *really* as amazing as they say? And if it is, can *I* afford it? (Mostly the second part...)
What's the food situation like? Because let's be real, bad hotel food can ruin a whole vacation.
The "private beach"... is it actually private, or just a bunch of beach chairs crammed next to each other?
What’s the deal with the "spa"? Are we talking cucumber slices and a massage that actually *removes* knots, or just lukewarm water and a lot of scented candles?
Let's talk service. Are the staff genuinely helpful, or just pretending to be? (I've had some *experiences*...)
What's the Wi-Fi situation? Because let's be real, I need to post my Instagram stories... and probably check my work emails. Sigh.
The Rooms: Finally, the real deal. What should I *actually* expect? Like, about the *space*... size matters!
