I
have the worlds best group of friends; they are silly, hilarious, fun, happy,
supportive and really truly outstanding. A couple of weeks ago we headed into
the wilds of country Victoria to celebrate our beautiful friend Em on her 21st
birthday. We set off a little behind schedule (isn’t it always the way). And because
night driving isn’t that fun and everything always takes much longer than
expected, by the time we got to our destination we were all a little hungry, a
little grumpy and a lot grateful to get out of the car and have a drink.
We
were spending the weekend at an adorable country hall a little way from the
town of Yea. It was just picture perfect, a white weatherboard hall which Em
and her family has decorated perfectly for the occasion. In all their wisdom
they had also set up a couple of campfires outside where people could sit and
chat, but also to make sure that there was a lot of space to bust out our rad
d-floor moves inside.
Spring
is Melbourne is nothing to write home about, unless you like long drawn out
tales of dressing for one season and spending the day uncomfortable or
drenched. Lucky for us though, about 2 hours north the weather is predictable.
Predictably absolutely freezing. That being said however, the nighttime stars,
the peaceful country surrounds, the warmth of the campfires and the drinks had
us all feeling very cozy and exceptionally lucky to be there.
Once
the cold had got the better of us and we were done with our dancing it was time
for bed. A quick tent set up in the dark reminded me once again about how truly
un-handy I am at most basic life skills, thankfully Luca has no such issues and
we we’re all tucked up in tents or in cars ready for some shuteye in no time.
I
took a little walk in the early hours of the next morning, enjoying the
complete quite and the misty crisp air. There is nothing like time in the
country and it reminded me that I should to take some more time out. Also that
I should probably re consider a life path that, at some point, might involve a
small house in the middle of a paddock with a tiny fire and a few good books. So
until I’ve learnt to put up a tent by myself and bought some warmer socks I’m
happy to continue to adore the country from my little suburban flat in the big
smoke and spend my days with some of the best people on earth.
TRIP RATING: 4/5 FIRESIDE CHATS
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