I'm not into resorts Period.

If I'm in a foreign country I'd rather pal around with stray dogs than cabana boys, eat the local scram over EuroCali cuisine, hike overland than work on my tan, pool-side.

Now imagine you are in beautiful Bali, Indonesia. Daily life is driven by a form of Hinduism in which Balinese are constantly preparing for festivals and putting out offerings for seemingly insatiable deities. Furthermore you find accommodations for as little as 2,000 yen per night, food and drink for less than it costs to flush the toilet in Tokyo. You're ready to enjoy paradise.