It wasn’t just about the ring, the suit, or even the guest list. For me, it was about the moment. And that moment had to be somewhere unforgettable—somewhere like Umana Bali.
Let me tell you something about weddings. Most of the time, the spotlight’s on her dress, the flowers, the Pinterest board she’s been curating since forever. But for me, it was more than the aesthetics. I wanted a place that reflected us—raw, real, and elevated. And in the end, it had to be Umana Bali.
Perched on a cliff in Ungasan, Bali’s southernmost tip, Umana Bali isn’t your average beachfront venue. It’s dramatic. Wild. Calm. All at once. You feel like you’re standing on the edge of the world—one hand holding hers, the other holding onto the gravity of the moment.
The panoramic view of the Indian Ocean wasn’t just beautiful—it was grounding. It reminded me what this was all about: the beginning of something vast, and the promise to face it together.
The Chapel, and the Pause Before “I Do”
Their iconic glass-walled chapel is the kind of place that silences even your most talkative relatives. It holds 50 people, but feels infinite. Just sunlight, sky, and her.
When I stood there, in that chapel, I could see my reflection—nervous but ready. And in that stillness, I realized: this wasn’t a show. It was a vow.
