I have been wanting to visit Motel Mexicola for so so sooo long, and last week I finally got to go. T & I went on a one week “goodbye holiday” before I flew out to Paris. I planned the trip as a surprise which was successfully kept a secret for months. That was until 3 days before we flew out and a friend accidentally asked Tim if he was excited “to head to Bali?!?!”. Secret ruined. But we still had a great time on our faux-second-honeymoon.
This little gem of a bar was high on my list purely for superficial reasons. Throw some clashing colours and patterns throughout a bar and I’m there. Plus who doesn’t want mexican food whilst holidaying in Bali? We smashed the beers and ate quesadillas across the turquoise tiles and I was in pattern-loving heaven.
Find more info about this little marvel here – it’s also worth a mention that the beers are served cold. As in sitting in a giant ice container behind the bar cold. And that is worth something in itself.