A Birthday Celebration. Part 1.
As my birthday fell on Thursday, Paul and I deceided to spend four nights away, in the Blue Mountains, just west of Sydney. It was soooooo relaxing!
Wednesday moring and we packed the car, pointed it west and hit the road. While there are roadworks on the M4, we were in no hurry and the weather,(rain), had us driving carefully.
Our first stop was Glenbrook, (163m) at the foothills of the Blue Mountains. Morning tea in Cafe Vincent, was delicious, with Paul enjoying a Portuguese Tart and I had a chocolate, raspberry and almond cake. Next was Post Office Patchwork and I enjoyed a browse, and adding to my stash! Judy has had the shop for the last three years, as it looked like it might have to close, if someone didn't buy it. Lovely to talk to a fellow quilter. Up the street was a bookshop, Blue Dragon Books, a browse was required.
Suzie Bear, at Post Office Patchwork.
The weather was alternating between, drizzle, mist and rain but we were able to wander around and stay dry.
Back on the highway, we continued our climb, often driving through mist, giving everything a muted feel.
The road has improved so much, since I first drove it back in the 1970's, that we soon reached Leura, (985m). Our challenge, which we had to accept was to find a parking spot. Even with the indifferent weather, Leura was packed. Parking found, we joined the throngs of people, walking along Leura Mall, stopping to window shop or read a menu, for lunch. After a quick bite to eat, I ducked into Megalong Books, to select a book, for my birthday, from our daughter. We now opted to go to our guest house.
Leura House, c1880, is in Britian Street, just off the Great Western Highway. We were shown around by Gary, the owner and once the car was unpacked, we settled in. The weather started to clear, so we strolled into town, for some milk and nibbles.
Leura House.
Back in our room, a cuppa was made and we sat on the balcony, overlooking the large yard. So restful, with the traffice sounds, muted by a natural wall, as the house being on top of a hill. Cockies, magpies and other birds, added to the atmosphere. I spent some time walking the grounds and taking photos.
Dinner at Tamarin Resturant, an Indian resturant ended our day. It had been many years since we had eaten Indian food and we really enjoyed it.
On our walk back to Leura House, black cockatoos flew by, not giving me time for a photo.
So ended our first day. More in the next post as to what we did, on my birthday.
Bye for now,
Lilian.
Wednesday moring and we packed the car, pointed it west and hit the road. While there are roadworks on the M4, we were in no hurry and the weather,(rain), had us driving carefully.
Our first stop was Glenbrook, (163m) at the foothills of the Blue Mountains. Morning tea in Cafe Vincent, was delicious, with Paul enjoying a Portuguese Tart and I had a chocolate, raspberry and almond cake. Next was Post Office Patchwork and I enjoyed a browse, and adding to my stash! Judy has had the shop for the last three years, as it looked like it might have to close, if someone didn't buy it. Lovely to talk to a fellow quilter. Up the street was a bookshop, Blue Dragon Books, a browse was required.
The weather was alternating between, drizzle, mist and rain but we were able to wander around and stay dry.
Back on the highway, we continued our climb, often driving through mist, giving everything a muted feel.
The road has improved so much, since I first drove it back in the 1970's, that we soon reached Leura, (985m). Our challenge, which we had to accept was to find a parking spot. Even with the indifferent weather, Leura was packed. Parking found, we joined the throngs of people, walking along Leura Mall, stopping to window shop or read a menu, for lunch. After a quick bite to eat, I ducked into Megalong Books, to select a book, for my birthday, from our daughter. We now opted to go to our guest house.
Leura House, c1880, is in Britian Street, just off the Great Western Highway. We were shown around by Gary, the owner and once the car was unpacked, we settled in. The weather started to clear, so we strolled into town, for some milk and nibbles.
Back in our room, a cuppa was made and we sat on the balcony, overlooking the large yard. So restful, with the traffice sounds, muted by a natural wall, as the house being on top of a hill. Cockies, magpies and other birds, added to the atmosphere. I spent some time walking the grounds and taking photos.
The view from our balcony.
The garden, in the mist.
Dinner at Tamarin Resturant, an Indian resturant ended our day. It had been many years since we had eaten Indian food and we really enjoyed it.
On our walk back to Leura House, black cockatoos flew by, not giving me time for a photo.
So ended our first day. More in the next post as to what we did, on my birthday.
Bye for now,
Lilian.
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