Poppy Curtis

Review of Sky Garden Bali

I m writing this review thankfully from my bed in ...

I m writing this review thankfully from my bed in my hotel. Have no idea when or how I was drugged because I was hyper vigilante about putting napkins over my drinks, and watching the bartenders mix my cocktails. I was so careful. I did everything right. I didn t leave my drink unattended, I covered the entire rim of my cocktail with napkins to prevent potential tampering. I started feeling weak and sort of sloppy, then suddenly I realized I had no control over my body, and I started panicking. Thankfully I met an incredibly honorable man at the club who helped me hail a cab and saw that I got myself to my hotel safely. However this concerns me, I m a female American traveling alone, but I have resources. But If you were Eastern European or from some other part of Asia and you had the same thing happen, with no one to accompany you safely home, I can only imagine what might happen. The owner of the club is American, he must know what happens under his roof, he is undoubtedly a gangster. But not in the glamorous Italian way, in the most hideous and barbaric way. He probably preys on women like me to line his pockets. I am not impressed with his establishment, nor his character. Will not be visiting ever again, and will go out of my way to ensure I prevent as many people as I can from entering his lair.