17.5.15

Follow me to the Hunter Valley



Happy Easter! (3 months late but thats ok)


Luke's family has Easter lunch on Good Friday. My family aren't religious/ don't really bother with these kind of things. We have a Polish Christmas BBQ in January which is more just an excuse to have a party at our house with family and friends. 


Unnecessary but very much welcome Easter present from Luke's parents to us. 



After lunch Luke and I left for the Hunter Valley. This was actually a surprise trip he planned for me. He may have actually spoiled the surprise the night before but I didn't care. I was so smitten that he had planned a whole weekend away for my birthday!


We stayed at a place called Pokolbin Village. It was a very good location that was pretty much smack bang in the middle of all the wineries. That night we decided to drive up the road to the Tempus Two vineyard and eat at a place called Oishii. It was Japanese and Thai in one restaurant! Dead set my two favourite types of food.


Satay sticks with extra sauce and Masssaman curry our standards.


And a side of sushi.


The next morning we headed out on a winery tour that Luke had booked for us.




First stop was McGuigan's, we bought a really nice white called Autumn Harvest and a couple of reds.


We then went to Tulloch winery. I took this photo because the girl on our tour had such an uncanny resemblance to the girl from a Series of Unfortunate Events. Plus her hair was flawless.





The weather was miserable which was a shame. But it didn't really matter because we spent most of our day inside getting quite loose. This was the Audrey Wilkinson Vineyard. The guy running the tasting here had a killer moustache and accent.




It was too wet to go outside but I didn't mind. Every window looked like a lovely painting.







This was the place we came to eat. We didn't actually do a tasting here which was a shame because the tasting room looked amazing. At this place the food was ready to go when everyone from the tour arrived. Except for Luke and I. We had to wait because of some mix up with the tour guide. And then I was served the most disgusting Ceasar Salad I had ever eaten. It was basically dressing with some salad on top.



Other then that this tour was pretty great. I need to get details off Luke though because I for the life of me can't remember the names of the other places.


We spent the afternoon recovering. I stopped drinking, Luke powered on. We had this amazing dinner at the place we were staying. The bruschetta was deadly. 


I had this amazing vegetable risotto and Luke had spag bol which he could barely eat because he was so drunk. It was a pretty great night.



We got the spag to go in case he was hungry later. It ended up turning in to this frozen lump that we threw away the next morning.


Our adorable little home away from home at Pokolbin Village.







On our drive home we made a couple of stops to try and find grapes in the vines, but mainly to just take photos because it was actually nice weather when we were leaving.






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The Hunter Valley



erica

13.5.15

Burning Palms & Camping


Come take a trip with Luke and I to Burning Palms, home of the infamous figure eight pools. 





Word of advice, wear good shoes for walking, because you'll be doing a lot of it!










Getting in the pools was a little bit tricky but very rewarding. It's just a shame the tide was so high that day.



That time we went to Hunter's and ended up at Kirrawee McDonalds. 


Luke's work friends had organised a little camping trip for the weekend. They had found a free camping site which ended up being full of scouts. So we had to walk our stuff a little further away so we could get a bit more crazy without some judgemental scout people breathing down our necks.





It was a really great weekend despite the weather turning on us. And Saya forgetting to give us the tent pegs with the tent, and the fact our mattress which we also got off her didn't have a plug. I mean other then those slight discrepancies it was a pretty great weekend. 


I have been trying to get more creative lately, drawing and painting. Not for any purpose just as a therapeutic practise. It really does work. I never feel more calm then when I am painting or drawing. Even if it ends up looking ridiculous.








Sometimes I put effort in to my makeup. Very, very rarely.



I still don't know how I feel about these.


Kurt's birthday bash at Oxford Arts with my main squeezes.





erica