Five-Star Hotels in Tanjung

It was the most beautiful place. The rooms were gorgeous and spacey, loved the interior. The staff was very friendly and service minded and made us feel welcomed and taken care of all the time. The food was also wonderful.

We left another hotel on Gili Air in the middle of the night and were welcomed at Divino Hotel during the night. The staff is more than just friendly – they felt like family. My child was greeted and entertained every day; they truly adored her. The owner, as well as everyone else, was incredibly kind and welcoming. Breakfast could be chosen the day before, and everything was freshly prepared just for you. That was something very special for us – they planned and prepared everything down to the time, and always with a smile. Everything tasted delicious. The room was very clean, and we had everything we needed – completely different from the place before. Housekeeping was always top-notch. I would happily book this hotel again and again. It’s a peaceful place where you can truly relax. It’s never overcrowded, not even at the pool. We had a lovely pool and were always there alone. We absolutely loved our stay – thank you so much for everything, and for the beautiful time we had.

Gili Air Crystal-clear waters. Raw, unpolished grit. A car-free speck of paradise where horse buggies rattle through dust, and the air’s thick with salt and freedom. The kind of place that doesn’t just win you over—it hijacks your body, mind, and soul. I stumbled into Santorini Greek Restaurant & Resort on a whim—a last-minute booking after hauling myself down from Mount Rinjani’s brutal, soul-shaking climb. Two nights turned into five, then 7, because this place grabs you by the heart and doesn’t let go. I’ve already rebooked to drag my husband here later this year, though right now he’s stewing back home, irritated I’ve gone rogue for nearly a week. Let him stew. The island’s no-car rule is liberation on two wheels. Nights end at the Monkey Bar, where techno pulses through the palms and Europeans dance barefoot on the sand, long since surrendered to Gili’s rhythm. It’s equal parts dive bar and transcendence—chaos with a better view. The resort itself? Understated cool. The Greek Quarter glows under a curtain of blue lights, a secret you feel lucky to stumble upon. Candlelit dinners blur out the world’s static. Sunrises hit like a shot of ouzo—sharp, undeniable. Afternoons dissolve in sleep, the ocean whispering against the minimalist calm of the room. And the food—soulful Greek plates served without pretension, perfect with a cold Bintang and a horizon that stretches forever. The staff run the joint with precision, steering clear of island chaos while keeping you close enough to wander into it if you crave noise. The room? A sanctuary. Minimalist chic with ocean views that demand you ditch baggage, literal and emotional. I raided the boutique—light dresses, breezy and unburdened—and made them my uniform. No clutter, no noise, just a curated life for this island state of mind. The private spa-pool on the balcony doubled as a YouTube stage, perfect for nursing Rinjani-wrecked muscles and telling stories nobody asked for but everyone listens to anyway.

Everything was absolutely perfect. Will definitely come back again!! Special thanks to Edy for being such a good person🥰

The staff were amazing! The resort was beautiful and relaxing. There was a driver who would take you to some other restaurants which was super handy.