a slice of heaven
i know that if i dont get cracking on this therapy session, it will long be forgotten as we're going to Helsinki this weekend... and god knows how many foodie photos I will take there!
so. Hamilton Island, especially on the back of a hectic week in Sydney, was more than heaven. it was more like heaven, wrapped in a giant kinder schokobon, delivered to me by a toga wearing (loosely) Aaron Eckhardt. ok, now I'm having terrible schoolgirl thoughts at work. *tsk tsk tsk*
you get the idea.
our expectations rocketed through the roof when upon arrival at the quaint but stylish Hamilton Island Airport, we were greeted by hotel staff holding a plaque with my name on it. Eh? so apparently we'd been upgraded from the 4 star Reef View hotel, to the very exclusive 5 star resort, The Beach Club.
we spent the next 2 days soaking up the sun and cooling off in the hotel's private climate controlled infinity pool. nothing beats climate control, my friends. we opted to see what the commoners were up to one afternoon and wandered out to the communal pools (which, don't get me wrong, they are still gorgeous) but one dip of a toe in the pool and back I was at my own private heated pool again. life is grand sometimes!
the food on the island was magnificent, the sunsets were romantic, and they mysteriously did not have one single mozzie on the whole island. bizarre? yes, but good.
2.5 days was a treat, however short. Heaven indeed.
More photos here.