I met with the reps from Ayana in Bali the other day and now I’m a little bit obsessed.

It could be that I’ve only had four hours sleep and anything that sounds like it could involve lying down is wildly appealing right about now.

It could be that the weather is cooling down and I am getting pre-bummed about having to wear layers upon layers of dreary winter clothing.

Or it could simply be that Ayana looks like some sort of cliff-front paradise where you can loaf around in a semi-drunken, sunburnt state reading a thousand books without interruption.

All I know is that I want to go.

My friend Juliet made this cool Thinglink detailing the finer points of this fun resort. Sadly, it’s geared towards honeymooners; people that I harbour a deep-seated hatred for at the moment because my heart has just been smashed to smithereens. ENJOY YOUR HONEYMOON MARRIED PEOPLE. I will enjoy my life as a single loser. Let’s call it a truce.

Image credit: www.myholidaycentre.com.au