The Sanubari
Review
Character and identity
Set on a 1.5-mile arc of blinding white sand on Sumba's southwest coast, The Sanubari is a barefoot beach hideaway carved out of a 100-hectare palm reserve, with rice paddies and rocky cliffs as the only backdrop. Six all-white beachfront villas channel Sumbanese vernacular: gabled bamboo-and-alang-grass roofs, marble floors, ikat tapestries, teak and wicker, plus terrazzo infinity pools that bleed into the sand. A single beachfront restaurant turns out tight Indonesian classics alongside line-caught fish, and the surfers-and-Bintang sunset bar sets the register. Service is warm, casual, and unhurried, delivered by young local staff in batik.
Who's it for
Best for:
Couples, surfers, and travellers chasing genuine seclusion on one of Indonesia's last wild frontiers. If you want a long empty beach, a private pool villa, world-class waves at the door, and the chance to explore frozen-in-time villages and valleys inland, this is the right address. Families with young children will also find the empty beach an easy playground.
Should look elsewhere:
Anyone needing polished, on-the-ball service, reliable Wi-Fi, mains-stable power, or a deep restaurant and bar scene. The journey (Bali flight, turboprop to Tambolaka, two-hour drive) is significant, and mobility-impaired guests will struggle with sandy paths. Eco purists may baulk at plastic bottles in the rooms.
Bottom line
What you're buying here is the beach itself: 1.5 miles of empty white sand with no other building in sight, paired with a six-villa property still finding its rhythm. Book it if seclusion and surf trump polish, choose a pool villa over the Studio, and come now while the southeast coast is still essentially undeveloped. Pack patience for the Wi-Fi.