Schmoneymoon Number 1.

You may or may not know that Cara and I had a rockin' combined 30th birthday/Not-Wedding a few months ago. We got some massive cool presents, a couple of which were weekend away type bizos. The ARC has rehearsals most Sundays so it's taken a while to take advantage of such gifts.

We decided to rock one gift called 'Private Hot Springs Bath For Two' down at the Mornington Penninsula last weekend (renamed from 'weekend' to 'schmoneymoon'). The gift originally included a stay at the gift givers parent's holiday house, but due to some random holiday house using cousins that fell through, instead, I found the only room left in the area; a barn with a manger a golf resort.

I was late from work on Friday so with Cara at so much rediness we were able to jump in the car mere seconds after I got home. I was the navigator which is a much simpler job since Eastlink rocked Melbourne with a road that goes everywhere (mostly East). Unforts the Melways we have was invented before Australia was settled and so the potential for mishap was given a High rating.

Our house has improved a lot since our Not-Wedding, we were given so many crazy awesome presents that we live in near royal luxary. As the King and Queen of Australia, the room at the resort was not up to our royal standards, quite frankly, it's not as nice as our place. There was nothing wrong, it just was quite small (so much space wasted on manicured grass), the TV was supertiny, there was no DVD or CD player and the lights didn't work and were a bit ugly. I guess I was just expecting a bit more from the word 'resort', as in 'really nice' not as in 'last'.

Saturday was brim-filled with massages and hot baths, Sunday was brim-filled with waking and moving slowly.

See how I was writing the whole story and then just summerised 2 of the 2.2 days in 1 sentences? So unpredictable.

The staff at the resort were great, they were all young and cool and they had a werewolf manning reception which was ace because it meant he was there waiting to service our every need 24/7. I would hotels to employ werewolves on reception.

Obvs the Schmoneymoon meant that young Cara and I spent a whole lot of time together, way more than the usual crashing into the same bed at about the same time, and I think we like each other more for it. She really is a big bit of ace.