Last Hurrah at being 30...

You know how they've got "baby moon" these days wherein the couples celebrate a romantic getaway before the delivery of their baby? I will call yesterday, my birthday moon.

I had a wonderful time closing down the last day of me being thirty yesterday. Why? My loving DH invested on pulling off a grand surprise!

Days leading to this weekend, he was telling me that he will take me somewhere for my birthday. For how long - he never really said. Then, he asked if I wanted to go to the Blue Mountains, and of course I said yes. (He knew I've been wanting to go hiking or simply enjoy a good view of the valley from the mountains).


He then said I had to take some change clothes with me. Got me asking what kind of clothes... "Are we going to sleep over somewhere?". "Are we going for some fine dining?". "Are we going for another adrenalin rush?"

I was trying to suss out to the best I can. But finally he said, that he's got nothing planned out in particular but we'll just decide when we get there. He was really trying to confuse me. But he made it clear that it is important that we leave early because he wanted to get there before breakfast so we could have a lot of time for other activities.

The night before, he was googling for restaurants, some spa/Japanese bath houses. And he got me packing some change clothes and my bikini. But no sleepwear.

Morning came and we hugged and kissed the 2 boys goodbye for the day. I never knew I would never get to spend the night with them.

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Yesterday, we created beautiful memories.

We enjoyed a full breakfast at The Conservation Hut by the cliff overlooking the Jamison Valley.


We hiked down the valley not really knowing how far and how long it will take. We didn't even change our shoes. We didn't take anything except our camera and mobile phones. We didn't even have a map with us. We just relied on signs and tracks that would eventually lead us to the bottom of this valley where we got to appreciate Wentworth Falls. The bushwalking took us a good 3 hours. Our legs are still sore upto now. But it was good fun!!!



And my DH hinted that we would surely have a good sleep after hours of walking. And that was because he booked at the Palais Royalein Katoomba (Not in Paris! Geeze, I was almost in Paris again, huh!) for an overnight stay. It was a private hotel that took name after the Palais Royal in Paris, France.


And at the back of the car, was a small suitcase he pulled out that contained clothes and shoes he packed himself with a little help from my Ate the previous night. Hmmm, the clothes and shoes almost didn't match (but I coped well) and he forgot some of my kikay toiletries. But he boasted that he didn't fail to bring my tootbrush and his favourite lingerie of mine. Hahahaha!

We enjoyed a sumptous dinner at the Solitary. Highly recommended! It was a bit pricey but the food was exceptional.


I was just speechless. I was in awe. The whole time we were both happy creating something we both know we will remember years upon years.


And today is the start of moving onto the right of 30. My boys - I missed them so much and I just wanted to tell them how their father made me feel NEWER again!