Bali, Indonesia

Lost Lindenberg

Price per night from$352.93

Price information

If you haven’t entered any dates, the rate shown is provided directly by the hotel and represents the cheapest double room (inclusive of taxes and fees) available in the next 60 days.

Prices have been converted from the hotel’s local currency (IDR5,930,000.00), via openexchangerates.org, using today’s exchange rate.

Style

Seek, pray, love

Setting

Paradise found

If you’re coming to Bali to find yourself, discover Lost Lindenberg instead and enlightenment will naturally follow. Guests are greeted with a blessing and a bracelet, with all the admin of check-in completed a couple of days in advance via WhatsApp. After your welcome ceremony, you can ride one of the longest waves in Bali (the Medewi break) or sign up for activites such as tours of the nearby river and waterfalls, before a bonfire on the beach, edible plant-based perfection around the communal table every evening and a silent night’s sleep up in the trees above the ocean. As many surf lessons as you need are included in the rate – especially good news if you think it's going to take you a while to get the hang (ten) of it.

Smith Extra

Get this when you book through us:

Late check-out and upgrade to an Ocean Panorama Suite (if available), and a cocktail at the evening bonfire; GoldSmiths also get a luxury bath product

Facilities

Photos Lost Lindenberg facilities

Need to know

Rooms

Eight suites.

Check–Out

11am. Earliest check-in, 3pm.

More details

Rates usually include breakfast and surfing sessions.

Also

Due to the 10-metre-high walkways and rooms at the top of towers, the hotel is unfortunately not easily accessible for wheelchair-users.

At the hotel

Free WiFi throughout, jungle for a garden, shop, surfboards, electric bicycles and scooters to borrow, one free bag of laundry. In rooms: air-conditioning, bathrobes and slippers, free bottled water and island-made bath products.

Our favourite rooms

There are just eight rooms at Lost Lindenberg, each with green Balinese-stone floors, teak walls and its head in the treetops, but for an unbeatable ocean view, it has to be an Ocean Panorama Suite, in the first tower, 12 metres above ground (ie almost as tall as the coconut-trees) and with the impressive views (and gently lapping soundtrack) to match.

Poolside

There’s a jungle-backed pool, helpfully also located close to the bar. Stake out one of the sunloungers on the deck between the two from 7am until 7pm, when it gets dark.

Spa

Stress is dismissed at check-in, but if you find yourself in need of further relaxation, simply head to the peak-serenity spa (built in the shape of a gladak, a wooden storehouse for crops) for a Balinese massage, post-surf muscle soothing or aromatherapy courtesy of chamomile, lavender, lemongrass and bergamot.

Packing tips

Wetsuits, wax and long tousled hair (or at least some salt spray to attempt to create it) – but if you forget any of these, you can pick them up in the hotel’s boutique.

Children

All ages are welcome at Lost Lindenberg, and there’s lots to keep little Smiths entertained, from surfing on miniature boards or in tandem with a coach, making flower offerings and flying homemade kites. The chefs will also gladly adapt meals for kids.

Sustainability efforts

All of Lost Lindenberg’s cleaning products are biodegradable, there are solar panels in place and grey water is reused. The all-organic menu changes accordingly with what’s on sale at the market, plus produce from the garden. Other island initiatives that the hotel is involved with include beach-cleaning drives, contributing to the education of local children and a programme to help street dogs.

Food and Drink

Photos Lost Lindenberg food and drink

Top Table

Join the fun at the long communal table, or sneak off for a private meal on the beach.

Dress Code

At home with the fam.

Hotel restaurant

After a bonfire on the beach, guests gather for an organic, plant-based menu of sharing plates, served family-style, with a series of starters and mains, plus breads and dips, to tuck into as you swap stories of that day’s surfing attempts or temple touring. If you’re feeling anti-social, don’t worry: anything goes around here, including private tables in your room, at the bar or on the beach. Breakfast is a selection of homemade granola, coconut French toast and tropical fruits; and at lunch, guests can order simple salads, wraps or nasi goreng, with lunchboxes available for daytrippers. 
 

Hotel bar

As is to be expected at such a wholesome stay, none of the syrups and adornments for the cocktails come out of a bottle – sip on a refreshing rosemary and pandan-leaf iced tea, or stick to wine (which definitely does come out of a bottle).

Last orders

There are no strict mealtimes at Lost Lindenberg – instead, staff shift things round to accommodate each guest, with service hours for food and drinks roughly between 7am and 11pm.

Room service

Meals can be delivered to your suite between 7am and 11pm.

Location

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Address
Lost Lindenberg
Banyar Yeh Kuning Jl. Ngurah Rai Pekutatan
Kabupaten Jembrana
82262
Indonesia

You’ll find (get it?) Lost Lindenberg in peaceful Pekutatan, a sleepy Hindu village that the tourists are yet to locate. The boutique hotel is on a black-sand beach in Bali’s quieter western parts.

Planes

The hotel is two-and-a-half hours by car west of Denpasar airport. Hotel transfers start from US$100 one-way.

Automobiles

If you want to see more of the island, a car will come in handy. There’s a secure car park at the hotel.

Worth getting out of bed for

There’s a prime surf spot – the Medewi break, whose crests have been ridden by Kelly Slater no less – on your doorstep at Lost Lindenberg, so it’d be rude to not at least attempt to hang ten gracefully. If you struggle with even a cobra pose in yoga, this may not be the activity for you – instead, you can tour the temples that surround the hotel, or just lie down on the beach and enjoy the novelty value of the black-sand shores. More active activities can be resumed in the form of snorkelling, borrowing an electric bicycle or scooter to head into the village and yoga (get that cobra perfected and you’ll smash it on a surfboard), and the staff can also set up football nets and volleyball games. If you’re feeling adventurous and really wanting to get to know Bali, head to Pasar Malam, a market in Pekutatan village, with vendors dispensing local foods. The team can also enlist a guide to take you further up the mountains on a secret river tour in search of a hidden waterfall to swim in. On rainy days, poolside screenings or borrowed iPads with Apple TV and Netflix are on the agenda.

 

Local restaurants

Most guests stay put at this remote retreat, but if you do fancy lunch or dinner out (and some meat or dairy), the team can drop you off at a rustic spot nearby. Every little thing is gonna be all right at Rasta Café (+62 852 3702 0393), where a mother and daughter cook delicious dishes for you in the middle of some rice paddies – be sure to book, especially if surf’s up at Medewi (it’s closed on Fridays). Another option popular with the surfer crew is Nal’s Kitchen, which serves Western as well as local food, and has a creative array of milkshake flavours. And for a spiritual sunset experience, take a meditative mood along to Warung Yama beach and enjoy the ritual with some locals.

Local cafés

Enjoy views of both rice paddies and the ocean from the terrace at Waeky Waeky, and you’ll be able to pick up some new swimwear or surf gear after a cup of the best coffee in town. Surfer dudes approve of the Holytree (+62 878 6231 7208) on the beach, which has a small skate ramp, a surf shop and its own cat, Miskha. If you have a sweet tooth and a thing for hybrid baked-good confections, call in at Sumbul Sunset at the Beach for sundown and sugar before 9pm: the ‘craffel’ morphs crêpes, doughnuts and waffles into one.

Reviews

Photos Lost Lindenberg reviews
Molly Oldfield

Anonymous review

By Molly Oldfield, Travelling fact truffler

Bali means ‘offering’ and it’s the island of the gods for good reason, since every morning starts with offerings to the gods and goddesses, and the days in Bali smell wonderfully of incense. When I reach Lost Lindenberg, I’m led to its offering spot, holy water is splashed on my head, incense is lit and a Tridatu bracelet is wrapped around my wrist. It’s a cotton bracelet — tied on wrists all over Bali in their thousands every day after ceremonies — made of black, red and white thread, to represent the three main Gods of Hinduism (Wisnu, Siwa and Brahma), as well as birth, life and death. So now I've officially arrived at Lost. It’s time to let go of the world and unwind in paradise. 

I’m led into the jungle towards my ocean-edge suite. Each of the eight rooms at Lost is a dream treehouse for grown-ups, perched high in the trees with a bird’s-eye view of the jungle or ocean. Each one feels nest-like, and I can’t wait to nestle in, bird-of-paradise style.

Designed by a dream team of top Bali-based architects, Alexis Dornier and Max Jencquel, the whole of Lost is utter heaven — I think it’s my favourite beach hotel in the world. It has everything I love: grown-up treehouses, incredible interiors, a beautiful swimming pool, the most epic wild beach and heavenly staff. It’s perfect.

I sip my welcome elderflower drink (saving the gin and tonic for later) and eat some rambutan (Balinese lychees) on the cosy sofa, watching the ocean through my floor-to-ceiling picture window. I write a little at the desk in my suite; I can hear the birds in the treetops beside me and the sound of the ocean soothes. 

I slip on a swimsuit, pick up the mini speaker, water bottle, sun hat and bag left in my room, along with a record that says ‘Play at the Bar’, and head to the pool bar. I play my record — it’s Lou Reed — and jump into a deep green pool, shaded by trees, to swim as I sing. A fellow guest shouts, 'I love this song!' (Perfect Day) and starts dancing. We’re the only two guests in the bar and pool area, and it feels like heaven. 

Once the record stops turning, I hop out of the pool and order a pitta wrap — all of the food is plant-based, delicious and nourishing — and a fresh juice, before wandering down the wooden path, through the trees, to the beach. 

And what a beach! I grab a bodyboard on the way down and run into the ocean. Iki the surf coach watches over to make sure I’m okay as I play in the waves — it's wonderful to feel so free. 

The rest of the afternoon is spent on the wild, black, glittering beach, where the ocean reflects the galaxy. I walk up and down collecting pink shells, and try to read but end up staring at the sky. I’m the only one there for most of the time — there are only three pairs of sunbeds laid out on the beach, as there are so few guests at the hotel during my stay, and so many other sweet places to relax in dotted about the grounds. 

A text from the Lost team arrives, asking if I’d like a massage. Of course I would! So, I pop to my nest to collect a linen dressing gown — pink to match the beach shells — and head to the spa, which is inside a wooden joglo (a traditional Javanese house made of wood) hidden in the trees. The spa is seriously sexy, with black linen massage beds. I have the most incredible hot-river-stone massage, with geranium oil and the soft warm stones melting any stress left away. 

The sky is now ablaze, and the locals come out to enjoy the lush nature. Iki arrives and lights a bonfire, and the guests gather on bean bags with drinks to watch the sun as it sets into the ocean. A couple get married, just the two of them, further along the beach. I borrow Iki’s scooter and fly up and down the beach beneath the pink sky — children are waving, locals are out to play, others are zipping along the beach on bikes too, families are flying kites. I could not be happier.

Once the sky is dark, we guests all make our way to the communal dinner table — this is totally optional, but it’s such a fun experience. My new friends and I feast on corn bread with peanut sauce, long beans and vegetable curries, and chat about our love of Bali and how amazing the hotel is.  

Later, in my room, I notice everything matches the tones of the beach; the sheets are soft grey like the sand, and the lights, made by Gaya Ceramic, are pink like the shells. There are also tiny green accents to match the jungle.

Everything you need is waiting in the bathroom: toothbrushes, fragrant shower gels and shampoos. The bed has a huge muslin net all around it, so you feel cocooned as you drift off to sleep, with the sound of the waves like a lullaby.  

The next morning, I chat at the bar with new friends, over a perfect bowl of chopped dragon fruit, watermelon and passionfruit, amazing coffee, and edamame on sourdough toast. The smell of incense is rich and delicious.

Then Iki comes to see who wants to catch some waves. I give it a roll, tumbling more than surfing; the conditions are ideal for beginners, with no one around and soft sand underneath to fall onto. Pro surfers can head down the beach in the hotel’s VW campervan to Medewi’s famous waves. 

There are plenty of options in terms of places to explore, but the luxury of relaxing in heaven is too tempting. I spend the day writing and reading at the beach, and chatting to the other guests at the bar, all interesting creative souls. 

After sunset, I decide to explore Medewi. Iki takes me in the campervan to his family’s Rasta Café for tasty fish curry, rice and spicy sambal, and a fresh coconut served up with reggae tunes, and the hotel sends someone to collect me when I’m done. 

Lost Lindenberg is like the home of your perfect friend, the friend with the best taste, the most caring nature, the friend that lets you be free to do whatever you’d like to do. Your hosts are the birds singing beside your treehouse and the lovely staff, headed by Dewi, the kindest hotel manager you could hope for.

If you ever feel the urge to get a little lost from the world, Lost Lindenberg is the place to do it. Do your soul a favour and melt into its wild magic. I long to go back and get lost all over again.

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Price per night from $352.93