When was the last time you bathed in the forest? I'm not referring to the cooling shower you might take under a tropical waterfall, nor skinny-dipping in a billabong under the shade of a Coolabah tree.
The excitement was palpable, despite the bitter cold, thick fog and mud that enveloped us when we arrived at Turalla Truffles near Bungendore one Sunday morning in July last year. Frisbee (pictured above), a key member of the team of trained truffle dogs, was there to greet us; together with property owners, Damian Robinson and his wife, Lindsay, and their daughter, Willa (pictured left, second image below).
Sitting at the kitchen table, all we can hear lately on weekday mornings (and all day long) is the sound of earthmoving machinery and trucks excavating the centre of the road, making way for the light rail, which is said to be coming one day. We long for some quiet, so an invitation to enjoy a short break in the countryside is most gratefully accepted.
'Just look at the "picture-skew" view from our balcony,' Peter exclaimed, as he drew back the curtains in our room. He had been longing for us to stay at the Sebel Harbourside in Kiama - among his favourite hotels in the region and one he had frequented when travelling as a Search and Rescue Training Officer with the Australian Maritime Safety Authority. 'I love this place, it's such a nice hotel' he added. 'And wait until you see the outlook from the breakfast bistro!'
I love the peace the sea brings me, as if I am made from the salt itself.
January, February, March, April, May, *BLINK*, December, January...
Travel writer, Susan Kurosawa, once described the summer holiday as ‘the most sacred of Australian rites for those lucky enough to while away a few weeks by the beach’.
I have always been a details person and 'have an eye for it', particularly when it comes to real estate and property. In a former lifetime, I worked as a property manager and have seen close to a thousand or more properties of all shapes and sizes. More often than not, it is a delight to walk into a home and see the love that the owners have poured into it. This is certainly the case with Laurel View farm stay at Burrawang in the Southern Highlands of New South Wales.
'When you return from dinner at the Inn, do please come and sit by the fire,' our host at The Robertson Hotel, Con Kotis, reminded us. It was surely a welcome invitation on a chilly winter's evening in the Southern Highlands.
'There's a hotel that's a little bit cheaper, but it's further away from the CBD,' said Peter, as we were perusing various web sites looking for accommodation ahead of my visit to Adelaide for Words to Go and Tasting Australia.
Hi. I'm Liz. I'm a writer, cook and traveller based in Canberra, Australia.
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