After a particularly hellish week involving all nighters, house-painting, my other half ending up in hospital for five days, and moving house (phew I cannot even believe all this happened in one week!), Bali welcomed us with the peace and time out we so desperately needed. More or less collapsing on arrival, after a full night’s sleep we dove into the spiritualism, hedonism, and rejuvenation that this island so wonderfully offers. Returning home only made bearable by the launch of Sage and Clare and that we’ll be returning next year to get hitched! x
I think most people would agree that one of the most exciting things about planning a wedding is then turning your attention to the honeymoon! After literally scanning the world map for potential destinations, we’ve decided upon the Greek islands – a place that I’ve been hoping to get to since about the age of 5!
Looking for a mixture of activity and total relaxation, Onar seems to fit the bill for the relaxation component. Located on the island of Andros, in secluded and hard-to-get-to Achla beach, this is the place that will begin our Cyclades island-hopping adventure. Rustic, peaceful, and in the middle of nowhere – we could not wish for anything more…
Now, where should we go from here?
As if I needed another reason to dream of traveling to Mexico…
Find out more about Hotel Azucar here.
As we rolled into Byron Bay in a 70′s kombi van for a four day getaway, I knew it was going to be a great few days. Sleeping in a kombi with the back opened up to the sounds and beauty of one of Australia’s best beaches, listening to chilled out tunes, feeling the energy of crashing waves, and swimming with dolphins – I felt nothing but absolute contentment.
After 2 blissful days there, we headed to the beach with a hired surfboard, hoping to muck around and teach ourselves how to surf (or should I say simply stand up!). As I sat there literally thinking that life could not get any better, my boyfriend of fours years pulled a ring from his boardies pocket and asked me to marry him. Oh my goodness! Without a moment of hesitation, I said “Yes!”
Not only did it take me by complete surprise, but I am still beaming from the miracle that a great man wants to spend his life with me. Me?! And I too want to spend mine with him.
Special thanks to Graeme and Brooke who lent us their much loved kombi for what was to be one of the most special weekends of my life.
First morning, peaking through our makeshift curtains to the sea // The amazing work of Jai at Ahoy Traders // Our retro kombi // View through the kombi up to the lighthouse // The ridiculously beautiful Wategos Beach // Surfer’s vans pulling up at the beach // My new tassles from Ahoy Traders // Popping the top on our kombi // More of Jai’s tiles – unbelievable! // People-watching at Wategos // The very spot where he popped the question // Surf life saving box // The blue of the water and the sky // Frozen yoghurt and fresh fruit // Vintage rug // Gorgeous teepee at Spell & The Gypsy Collective // Bikins from Sol Bellow // Watching Chris attempting to catch a wave // Looking out from the kombi to the beach // The first of my amazing rings from favourite designer, Satomi Kawakita
You know your obsession to plan holidays has reached an all-time high (or should I say low?) when you begin researching over a year out from your departure date. Not only does it make it a particularly long 12 + months, but you also get confused looks from people when you clarify that the trip you’ve been planning is not happening in 2013 but 2014…
You can probably guess where this is going…
After deciding to head off on another buying trip for May/June/July next year, my excited planning has begun. Which is how I stumbled across this old Riad in Marrakesh, Hotel du Tresor. So understated, yet bursting with eclectic touches reminiscent of Morocco and its history, it seems like the ideal base to explore the souks.
P.s. I’ve never been to Morocco so would love to hear what your favourite places are x