Kubu Bali is sculpted into the sides of a valleyscooped out of the mountainside by the same volcanic cataclysm which gave Bali to the world. The sights and sounds, the fragrance and harmony of Bali are all here.
In a garden of terraced ponds and waterfalls, cobbled pathways lead through a maze of aboreal surprises, like the pisang seribu banana palm with a thousand or more tiny sweet fruit in each bunch.
Nature is all pervasive. The calls of wild birds and monkeys echoes from the hills above. The music of water cascading through endless fish ponds merges with the faint and restless sound of the surf far below.
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