Chapter One
Love, when nurtured with presence, becomes more than a feeling — it becomes a ritual. At Amora Ubud, we believe romance should be slow, intentional, and eternal. It lives in the space between glances, the silence between words, and the small, unspoken gestures that linger.
Journal
In this sacred valley, we gather the love stories of Bali—Lanang and Wadon, Blanco and Ronji, Ratih and Kamajaya—and weave them into spaces meant for your own. This is not just a destination. It’s a living love letter.
Chapter Two
Lanang followed the river.
Wadon waited with grace.
Blanco painted his devotion.
Ronji became his muse.
Just as Lanang searched, Blanco created, and love endured—our private pool villas offer sanctuaries for those on a journey of devotion, discovery, and togetherness.
RESTAURANT
A treetop terrace kissed by morning light. Balinese flavors meet western refinement in dishes crafted like love letters—simple, soulful, and softly composed.
An intimate dining nook where French technique meets Balinese soul. Every plate is a poem for two, composed beneath the gentle glow of honeymoon moonlight.
RESTAURANT
Chapter Three
When love is still, it listens.
Let the hush linger. Let the rituals begin.
WELLNESS SPA
Tucked into the hillside, Ratih Spa is where calm lingers and rituals bloom slowly. Named after the Balinese goddess of beauty and love, it’s a quiet sanctuary for inner glow and soft connection. Think fragrant oils, moonlight stretches, and treatments that remember how to feel.
UBUD EXPERIENCE
Explore the soul of Ubud through curated journeys made for two. From riverside picnics to personal storytelling walks, each experience invites presence, meaning, and memory.
Facilities
Free 2 Hour usage of bicycle
Activities
Every Monday, Wednesday and Saturday at 07:00AM – 08:00AM
Activities
Every Thursday and Sunday at 07:00AM – 08:00AM
Activities
Every Tuesday and Friday at 07:00AM – 08:00AM
Service
Free 15 minutes Foot Massage
Service
Free one time Afternoon time
JOURNAL
Life at Amora is made of stills and scripts: a journal left open on a rattan chair, a dragonfly balancing on your teaspoon, your reflection in a turquoise-tiled pool. Our concierge doubles as a storyteller—ask for a tale, and you shall receive.
CHAPTER FOUR
Here, love is not an event. It’s a rhythm — felt in every footstep, sip, and silent gaze.
Your story begins not when you arrive, but when you slow down enough to listen.
