During our holiday, Rick and I snuck away for one night to the beautiful Acacia House located in Milton, on the South Coast of NSW. We had been there for a weekend in 2006, and had loved it. It was a three and a half hour drive from Sydney, but it was totally worth it. Apart from the fact that I got to sleep (in peace) in the car, and Rick got to, well, drive his favourite toy, we literally had the guesthouse all to ourselves.
We stayed in ‘the cream room,’ which was as beautifully furnished as it was the last time. In fact, they’d added a television to the room, which was simply perfect as we arrived just in time to catch the season finale of Once Upon A Time (I’d been desperately hoping I wouldn’t miss it). The hostess even fed us delicious, rich fruit cake, which went down beautifully with hot mugs of Milo. After the television viewing, we indulged ourselves in long, hot showers and then slipped straight under those crisp linen sheets. My goodness, that bed was as comfortable as I remembered it to be! And the best part? We were under those warm covers for ten hours straight, which is unheard of in the land of little people.
The next morning, we enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast on this beautiful verandah which had the most spectacular views of the Budawang Mountains. The breakfast itself seemed never-ending: first there was cereal, then toast, then yoghurt, then juice, then the hot food – sausages, bacon, eggs, mushrooms and tomatoes – and then the host came out with our tea and coffee. Spoilt much?
It was indescribably wonderful to be able to sit down with Rick to the first meal of the day and be able to take as long as we want, without any interruptions or fights or either of us losing our patience because one of the boys were refusing to eat. It was just us, the crisp air, the sound of the birds in the trees, and the sweeping Australian land before us. How I savoured every moment of that hour, drinking in every second of every minute that passed.
After breakfast, we didn’t have long before we actually had to leave again. But before we did, we roamed the grounds like we did six years ago, revisiting the outdoor wood fire oven, the enormous tree in the front gardens, the horse and the emu (yes, you read right), the cows which had worried me the last time (again, you read right), and last but not least, the lone wooden bench that reminded me of the one in Notting Hill.
Even though it was only fourteen hours between our arrival and departure, our one night and morning at Acacia House left us significantly relaxed and energised. The hospitality of our hosts, the brightness of those stars at night, the beauty of our room, the warmth of our bed, the tranquility of the country, and the fresh rural air all combined to refresh and recharge us. I honestly hope we will be back again before another six years goes by. And maybe one day, we might even bring the boys. Maybe.
203 Evans Lane
Milton NSW 2538
Hosts: Peter and Chris
Phone: 02 4454 5652
Have you stayed anywhere wonderful recently?
(Linking up with Grace.)