An Aman in Paradise… the last time I stayed at an Aman resort it totally changed my idea of what resort hospitality could be. The attention to detail and service, design and quality are exceptional in a way you typically only find in private residences. Maybe that is because Aman resorts make themselves at home in the communities they inhabit – winners of the Global Green Award, they maintain the importance of looking at their social and environmental responsibility of taking care of the community where you conduct business. Their foundation is built on the relationship with the local community, from hiring to supporting local issues.
It makes sense that John Hardy, who also has such a huge community impact on Bali and focuses their company on social and environmental issues, would be a natural partner with the Aman resorts in Bali where their products are now sold. An inspiring approach leads to a beautiful property where you start the day on your patio overlooking rice fields and end it with a glass of wine in your private outdoor bathtub…
From snow capped mountains now to damp warm rice fields, here is the experience that is Amandari~
Above, taking a closer look at the beautiful rice fields outside our door in a 90s linen flax dress I bought off eBay and ballerina body suit with silver John Hardy bamboo double coil bracelet
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The water’s warm, so come on in…
This past weekend was my birthday and I was really looking for a lot of peace and quiet, something totally different from the hustle and bustle of city life. We found ourselves at our first Aman experience out in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, Amangani to be exact. Aman Resorts all around the world were first introduced to us by our manager who described it as life changing, like nothing else in the world, saying you can never travel the same after it…and now I know exactly what she meant.
We spent the mornings and night in the hot tub overlooking the Teton mountains. We awoke on Sunday morning to view a blanket of falling snow out of the floor-to-ceiling windows our bed faced. We had wine by the fire every night and left the Indian flute music playing as we ate breakfast and read the New York Times in our suite. We went skiing everyday, tumbing together down the mountain in fits of laughter and finding the day’s biggest accomplishment landing both jumps on our last run. We DIED over the food at Snake River Grill in downtown Jackson Hole and on my birthday I tried elk for the first time.
Traveling has a way of healing your soul…and we need it most around birthday time.
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