Holidays in Kuta (Indonesia): tours from Almaty from 951,000 ₸

Went to Kuta because I just needed to breathe after dealing with the quarterly report at work, and my friend sent me a last-minute deal from a travel agency — didn't even have to think about it. Ocean warm, locals friendly, but those narrow streets with the endless bikes stressed me out at first, then I got used to them — a nuance for those who like it. Overall the trip cured me of tiredness and anger, so five out of five.

Poezdka v Indoneziu, Kuta, nachalas s chego - hotelas proverit drugoy marshrut, navyazchivyy Tailand uzhe nadoel, poetomu reshila posmotret chto tam s okeanom. V itoge vernulas ochen dovolna, volny pryamo za porogom zhilya, utrom pylnyy vozduh i shum skuterov, no eto melochi, mne vse ponravilos.

bought in almaty a package to indonesia and overall was happy, the manager sorted everything out fast, but the hotel turned out to be right by the road, scooters honking all night and i kept waking up like from an alarm clock. but the ocean is close, went swimming every morning, the water is warm, was shaking sand out of my sandals for a week after, breakfasts are pretty meager though. would come back again, but would pick a place farther from that street

went to Kuta — well what can i say. The manager sorted everything out in a day, i didn't even get a chance to whine, and there i was already: ocean warm like a bathtub, but the beach is a bit dirty in places, though surfing in the morning is magical, then though a sudden rain came down and washed it all away, and also those monkeys in the park stole my cap — it was upsetting but funny. Came back tanned, happy, kinda miss their fried rice and the sound of waves in the early morning, would go again and recommend it to everyone five stars no questions

we were going with my friend to close the gestalt on Asia, more precisely i wanted to, she went along with it, and so we went to the agency just to ask about Bali, there the manager looked at our dates and suggested Kuta, i agreed almost without thinking. We arrived, the hotel was normal, but the AC rattled like a tractor, i fixed it myself — my friend was cracking up. I walked around the market, haggled for those bracelets of theirs, ended up buying three, one broke on the second day, oh well. The sea is warm, wavy, i swam out to the buoys until my arms started to feel like they'd fall off. Food is all ok, though one time we stumbled into some cafe where the rice was like glue, but the mango juice saved us. In the evening at a cafe on the promenade they played live music, we sat until night, feet in the sand.. I don't regret a thing, i'd go back there tomorrow, honestly

wife wanted to watch surfing, and I just wanted warmth and not to think about work, so we went to the agency, where they offered us Indonesia, Kuta. We flew for a long time, I endured it, then we still drove from the airport, and when we finally came out to the ocean, I didn't even immediately realize I was tired. The hotel was normal, the pool clean, but the neighbor put his scooter right under our windows, rattled at six in the morning, I cursed to myself and still after a day stopped noticing it. But in the mornings I bought vitabiks and rice with egg from the locals, sat by the water, watched the boys carry boards, touched the warm sand with my fingers, which sticks and you can't really shake it off. Came back tanned, happy.. rating five, it was worth it, though I never mastered surfing, just fell and laughed like an idiot.

Кутадағы демалысты декрет демалысындағы құрбыммен бірге іздедік, себебі балаларсыз алғашқы демалыс болғандықтан, тек жай жататын жер керек еді. Барлық ұйымдастыру, трансфер, қонақүй бірінші күннен бастап өте жақсы болды, нүктеге тап боп, қызыл қозының терісіндей тиді маған бұл сапар. Қайта барғым келеді, 5/5.

Tickets, hotel — everything came together. I flew through Istanbul, waited about forty minutes for the transfer, but by evening I was in Kuta and straight to the ocean. The water is warm like a bath, but the waves — I wasn't expecting that, the first time I even got scared. In the morning I walked around the market, bought a sarong for pennies and a woven bag, it smelled like something sweet and fried there. Feet all in sand, sandals stikking, but that's minor. I'll definitely come back, even though the flight is exhausting

We went purely because of the visa, the hassle was terrible, and then the manager told us that in Kutu you can do it without all that nerve-wracking stuff. We flew for a long time, but it was worth it, because the ocean there is really warm and alive, though the first day I had no idea where we had landed - narrow streets, scooters screaming, 34 degree heat. Then I got into it. We went to the beach every day, it seems a bit dirty in places, but the sunset.. two dots. We rented a scooter - they almost killed me like five times, but still it was a blast. The only thing is in the morning there was trash lying around near the guesthouse, it was kind of unpleasant when we were carrying breakfast through all that. I came back tired but happy, though now I'm sleeping it off at home for a week and remembering how it smelled of fried rice for breakfast there

bought a tour to Indonesia, Bali specifically Kuta and overall didn't regret it. The hotel turned out decent, the pool is a bit small truth be told but for me and my wife it was enough, breakfasts are monotonous — rice, eggs, those eternal fruits well whatever. At the beach on the very first day I caught a funny thing — I took a sunbed and forgot about it, came back and there's already someone else's backpack lying there... had to look for a new spot, ended up finding one under a palm tree, fine. The water is warm like a bath, you don't want to get in and out at all, being not used to it I got burnt on the very first day even though I was smearing that spf50 cream I picked up at duty free, annoying. Kuta itself is hectic to the point of horror, those scooters hum around the clock, but in the evening on the promenade it's nice to sit with a local beer, waiters are rushing around, music is playing from somewhere and somehow you just don't care about that noise anymore

Ezdil v Kutu po putiovke ot agentstva, brat zanimal dengi na sroke, hoteli otmestit' - mne nado bylo ot viazy i bumag otoshnut'sya, tak chto avtomatom k turoperatoru ne poshel by, no menedzher podskazala klassny variant. Zabul gaos v sentyabre kupil tur dochem - sinkhron s otdykhom zheny, poetomu i vz'al. Otdykh ponravilsya, okean tepliy, ulitsy zhivye, nochami shumno ottuda i vs'o - 5.

Landed in Kuta and immediately realized,, that it wasn't for nothing I got myself into this. The hotel is decent, the pool is clean, but the sunbed by it was wobbly and I kept putting my flip-flop under the leg so it wouldn't rock. In the evening I walked to the ocean, the water warm like soup

to Kut i got for the first time. the hotel was ok, breakfasts got boring by the third day, pool a bit small, sunbed always taken (( but the sea, the shore, those little cafes with music till night. came back tanned.

took a tour to Bali through an agency in Almaty, because we ourselves just couldn't decide — either Kuta, or Ubud, or maybe just go to Gili, and here at least someone laid it all out on the shelves — the hotel was picked quickly, and the flight with one layover. we arrived, checked in, the room's fine, but the A/C on the first day was dripping right onto the nightstand, then it seemed to stop, or I got used to it. in Kuta there's action from morning to night — music, bikes, surfers, at first I thought I wouldn't survive this hustle, but by evening I got into it, though I went to sleep to the bass and that specifically got to me. on the beach I caught the waves with my hands, tried to surf, stood for like five seconds probably. one time I forgot the safe bracelet in the room and had to run back in the rain, which was pouring like a wall for like twenty minutes)). I came back a different person, something clicked inside or something. although the hotel could've been better too, for that kind of money

Bought a tour to Indonesia, to Bali, to Kuta. The hotel turned out right by a busy street, so in the evenings you could hear music from the neighboring bars — yeah, not ideal for sleep, but to the beach it's like seven minutes on foot. Came home feeling like everything came together: the sea is warm, lots of people, but that didn't bother me one bit.

Went to Kuta on a package deal from the agency, liked everything except for small everyday hiccups on site — the AC in the room rattled like a tractor, had to move to another building, but that got sorted in a couple of hours without any hassle. Ocean nearby, picked up surfing by the third day, though the prices in local cafes turned out higher than expected, but the overall impression of the trip stayed good and I'd go back there again.

Bought a tour to Indonesia, to Kuta. Well what can I say. Flew with a layover, seemed fine everything, though I sat in the airport for four hours — thought I'd go crazy, the coffee there is disgusting, drank it and winced. The hotel turned out right by the road, bikes zoom all night, really messed up my sleep, but five minutes walk to the beach, that's a plus. Breakfasts are monotonous — rice, eggs, watermelon, after three days I quietly started to hate that rice)) But the massage on the beach for pennies, did it every evening, the woman's hands are golden, my back stopped aching. Weather in March.. crazy heat and humidity, t-shirts never dried at all, but I swam like a maniac. Street food — a whole separate topic, tried everything in a row, never got poisoned, though my friend said don't risk it. Overall the trip was a success, would retrun again, but I'll pick a different hotel and further from this road

Кутадағы серуен ұнады, әсіресе кешкі базардағы жемістер мен теңіздің дыбысы. Менеджер бәрін тез шешіп берді, тек ұшақ кешіккенде хабарласу қиын болды. Жалпы жақсы демалдым, бірақ қонақүйдегі кондиционер сырқырап ұйқымды бұзды, сондықтан төрт қана.

жұмыста демалыс ауысады дегенде менің жаным қатты, сосын дереу бір жерге кету керек деп шештім, алыс болса да, солай осы агенттікке кездейсоқ тап болдым – құрбым айтты, оның танысы сонда жұмыс істейді, сондықтан таңдау онша болмады Кутаға тур алдым, Индонезия, қонақүй қалыпты, бассейн таза, бірақ таңертең лежакты ала алмайсың, бәрі жетіде бос емес.. қайтқанымда риза болдым, бестен бес әрине, бірақ балкондағы мына маймылдар бөлек әңгіме, мен қобалжып чемоданымды лақтырып жібере жаздадым

The trip to Kuta turned out great. The only thing - the hotel was in an alley, and taxis didn't go there, I had to walk like three hundred meters with a suitcase under that heat, but that's minor. The manager picked a place near the beach, so I never regretted it once.

we went there because my husband's vacation got moved and we just wanted to lie on the beach without tours and running around. We came to the travel agency almost right before the flight, were choosing between two options, and in the end took Kuta. The hotel was fine, but the AC in the room rattled like a tractor at night, we had to sleep with the balcony open. The manager helped with the documents in a couple of days, everything went smooth. On the beach the sunbeds are paid, but we found a spot by the locals for some pennies. The sunset there is kind of unreal, the water is warm even in the evening. The only thing I didn't like - there are a lot of motorcycles on the streets and crossing the road was a bit scary. Overall I came back tired but very happy, and if they offer again - I'll go without thinking. On the way back at the airport we got a little lost, but that's already minor stuff.

In Kut and still impressed. Sea, surfing, street food — everything worked out as it should, though the way back exhausted me.

Took Kuta spontaneously, the tour was almost last-minute. The hotel ended up in an alley that smelled of fried rice and scooter exhaust, and to the beach — seven minutes if you don't drag your feet. In the evenings the room hummed from the AC, but I quickly gave up and slept like the dead, because during the day I'd been riding the waves to the point of becoming a vegetable. Didn't take meals, cheap cafes around, though one time I got hit with a decent bill — ordered fish, it seemed like something around that, but at the register it came out more expensive. The ocean is warm, plenty of loungers, but the locals constantly offer massages and all that stuff, the first days I got annoyed. Four stars, solid.

booked a tour at the agency cause i got confused myself with the layovers in Jakarta and here at least someone will put it all together. arrived in Kuta and just slept off by the pool for two days, then rented a bike - tore through the little streets past surf schools, squealing with delight and braking wherever, one time almost flew into a shop with wooden rosaries, the seller laughed for a long time, but wasn't mad, in the morning at the market i bought a thin silver chain for pennies, in the evening i doused myself in coconut oil and lazed on the beach till dark, came home tanned and pissed that the vacation was over, but now i recommend this trip to everyone. and never once regretted it..

went because the office crap got to me, wanted to run far away from reports and all that, and the travel agency happened to be on my way home - stopped in to ask about Vietnam, walked out with a last-minute tour to Bali. Kuta greeted me with humid heat, a scooter that I almost dropped on the first turn and an old lady on the beach who ripped me off for 100 rupees with some crumpled sheet instead of a towel. expectations were, honestly, too high, because instagram promised paradise but in reality it's a noisy little town with endless traffic jams and mopeds honking right in your ear. but three weeks flew by so fast I didn't even notice, the sunsets there are insane of course - in a good way, and next to the hotel there was a warung where I ate nasi goreng every day like a damn fiend.

We went to Kuta because we just wanted to lie around by the ocean, no tours and all that stuff. Before that it somehow never worked out, either work, or money, or I was just scared to fly that far for the first time. At the travel agency I got the manager, she listened to my wavering in silence and picked a hotel two steps from the beach, like I asked. In Kuta it's wet, noisy, bikes roaring under the windows, but once you walk out to the water — and all of it stops mattering. I remember sitting on the sand at six in the morning, it's still warm after the night, and there's no one around except a couple of surfers. My feet were constantly in sand, in the room too, even in bed I'd find a couple of grains. I came back tired but happy, and with the feeling that I didn't waste that money. Would recomend, especially if you need exactly rest and not a race through the sights.

Bral tur vstretit druzey posle dolgoy razbuki, poetomu letel v Kutu so vsemi – hotelos pobyt s nimi ryadom hot paru nedel, i tur bral imenno pod etu datu. Vorochalsya s 4 iz 5: more i pogoda otlichnye, no v odnom meste ochen shumno nochyu, iz-za etogo spat prihodilos v naushnikah, a tak – norm, yesli nado, mogu dat kontakt turfirmy.

Kuta is of course not Bali in my understanding but the ocean there is warm and I stepped on a sea urchin the very first evening, thank god not badly. the hotel turned out okay, breakfasts were boring but I ate rice with egg every day, but they didn't change the towels for three days and I had to go sort it out at the reception where the girl was looking for somethng in the computer for a long time.

The trip to Kutu came out a bit washed out because of the rains, but the hotel turned out cozy, and I touched real rice terraces with my hands for the first time — true, getting to them took three hours in a stuffy car, but then I swam in the ocean and ate local noodles till I was stuffed. A four, because one transfer was a whole hour late, and also those endless puddles underfoot, but Indonesia still stuck in my soul, I'd come back, just in a different season.

wife wanted not a restaurant but an ocean for our anniversary, so i went to the travel agency near the house — they looked at me like i was an idiot when i asked for just Kuta and nothing else, like why do you need all of Bali if you can... whatever, took what they gave us, the hotel really turned out to be two steps from some construction site, but we didn't care. Kuta is of course not a resort from a postcard — grandmaas with massages for pennies everywhere, surfers, mud after the rain, but the sunset on the beach i remembered forever. They did their job, came back happy, wife liked it and thats the main thing