Best Hostels in Kuta Bali for Price and Party Times
There are few times when travelling that you meet a group of people who inspire you night after night to abuse your body to its physical limit, wake up the next day (or not sleep at all) with a smile on your face and a Bintang in your hand and all without hard feelings of hangover or sleeplessness, because you somehow cannot get enough of each other's company. In one giant run on sentence, that's what it was like staying in Kayun Hostel.
It started with the crazy Germans. There was not a moment in the main area, whether it be 11 am or 7 pm that the centre table was not already packed with beer bottles, resembling the carnival ring toss game. More than their ridiculous alcoholism (which is common with backpackers), they were funny, silly and despite having most nights starting with cheesy dance moves (erm, Alex) or ending in slurred speech, they were smart. This last factor is what paid the main contribution to the body abuse in Bali, as I'll explain.
Next major party puzzle piece was an American fellow named Joe aka Captain America. A film maker with a loud voice and louder spirit, our friendship exploded upon personality impact. Boom. Goodbye sanity. Hello debauchery, debates, sexism, cigarettes and nights going till 8 am. Joe, the German named Fiedler (which sounds like Hitler when said in German), and I were bastions of unintended booming voices and somehow fuelled each other every night. These guys, along with the baby of the group, Nicoloose, were up for anything. Hell do I value that in people.
Whether it be partying in Kuta at the sweaty bathhouse of sausage that is Sky Lounge, hopping in a taxi to swim along the ocean in Potato Head or throwing back shots of nasty local alcochol in our hostel pool after everyone had gone to bed, they did it all and I love them for it! Most people sleep after a night out, sheer fatique providing the outside force to stop the partying inertia, yet we would.not.stop. Why? Drinking can only take you so far, but I guess it was the LoLocausts and compelling conversations that really explains the infinite fun of it all. Chemistry baby, we had it.
Last but not least it was the colourful personalities and beautiful faces of everyone there that made Kayun Hostel feel like we had all been friends forever. There was the off-the-wall Canadian, Ross, who had a ladyboy drop her pants publicly and desperately try to prove she was a female by fondling her lady goods (when you meet him, this wouldn't surprise you). There was Steve and Helen, the nicest and cutest couple ever, Nikki and Andrew funny cats from Toronto, Daisy and Drew the adorable and gorgeous gap year travelling Brits, Emma the adventurous Kiwi who, thanks to her we saw monkeys and beaches and more, handsome Matt whose knowledge of hunting, meat and everything Western Canada blew my mind on one magical day and James and Simon the nicest Australians eva. People came and left, but when we were all together it was like we were addicted to chillin'. We went out together, stayed in drinking together playing raunchy games of Never Have I Ever and even kicked it back watching movies tout ensemble.
I can't say I've ever had such strong bonding with this large a group of people while travelling, especially because of a Kuta Bali hostel. Normally you get wasted, have a laugh or two then go your separate ways. However, here when the first chunk of people had to peace out it felt like the end of an era! It had been only 5 days of madness. Throw some whoah sauce on that awesome!!!
Party in our rooms on the night of silence
Big question is, will we ever see each other again? Was this just a vacation romance? I'm not sure. Have you ever made such deep bonds while travelling and managed to reunite? Where did you go? Was it the same?
I'd like to propose a reunion in Ocktoberfest! Yea mann! That's the most reasonable place I can think of since Europe is easy to get to between Asia and North America and the perfect venue to continue the Bali madness. Sigh, maybe I'm just an idealistic fool! I hope not, and I'm willing to do everything to organize it.
Anyways, enough blah blahing here's my mini guide of where to stay in Kuta Bali. Please share with your friends! And if you have suggestions of cheap and good hostels in Kuta, do not hesitate to pass along to us, your world amigos!
Where to Stay in Kuta
Not the cheapest place, but it is damn clean, the service is good, the beds are so comfortable, the wifi is decent and as I just took a billion hours to explain, it's an amazing place to meet people. When I was a poor intern, I couldn't afford to stay somewhere like this, but with a slightly higher budget you get a crazy amount of comfort. If you are a backpacker looking to party not in poverty styles, this place is great for you. It's 10 minute walk from Sky Garden, away from Poppies Lane II, which can be good or bad. The rooms are air conditioned. The dorms are solid and lots of fun.
- Dorms (single bed): 190k IDR/night
- Simple rooms double bed: 460k IDR/night
- Fancy rooms: 500k IDR/night
Beneyasa Beach Inn:
- Double bed with A/C = 250k IDR/night,
- No A/C= 150 K/night
- Directions: If you are facing the beach and on Poppies Lane turn right on Bene Sari and it should be on your left hand side. It's a 5 minute walk from the beach.
- Poppies Lane II Legian Street (0361) 754180- 755469
This place is expensive but go there if you're looking for Spring Break ambiance. Beefed up dudes and ladies are perennially with a beer as early as noon in the pool, music never stops and there is a ping pong table! It might as well be called Hotel Australia though, no locals stay there. Also, don't try to dive off the statues into the pool. They are sacred.
- Poppies Lane II, up the road towards the beach from Dua Dara Inn.
More on Kuta Bali
Hey, what's cooler than drinking an ice-cold Bintang in a swimming pool while your body taunts the sun? Um, not much except LIKING this blog on Facebook, hello. Get Bali pictures, awesome partying updates, cheap places to stay and lather yourself in general badassitude here, duh.
I have developed some weird new appreciation for the language. It's hilarious and charming at the same time, no?