Quinci Resort

The entrance to the Quinci resort (pronounched koo-in-chi) was a very welcome sight. It’s very Conde Naste: only 20 villas, gorgeous gardens, stepping stones in the lush grass guiding you to the beach, restaurant and infinity pool past water features and buddhas. Our villa is beautiful with a view of the sea from the large wooden deck. We have two sofas for lounging on and a bed made with crisp white sheets decorated with fresh jasmine. I was so grubby that I didn’t want to touch anything until I had had a shower. The shower was outside in an enclosed courtyard decorated as a Zen garden complete with little white stones, plants and a stone lantern. There is even a giant Buddha head on an plinth next to the loo. Yes, I think I can suffer this place for 4 nights.















It took a long time to get the grime out in the shower, but we didn’t recognize ourselves all squeaky and in clean clothes. We sent all our smelly hiking clothes to the laundry and went to get some food. The resort is small and very quiet. Full of European couples quietly reading on sun beds or getting massages. Massages! That’s what we needed and they were easily arranged. Noor and Saab came to our villa to ease our aching limbs while we simultaneously whimpered. We weren’t hobbling, but the muscles hurt when someone touched them. We also got pedicures and manicures from Saab’s friend Saeeda.















The sun was setting and we chose the sun beds featured on the Quinci website (here) and watched the sun dip behind Mt Arung over on the island of Bali just 30km away. We had found Quinchi on the Internet months ago and I was slightly worried that it wouldn’t live up to it’s expectations. The website makes it look idyllic, but, fortunately for us, it is.