We knew we would love this place but didn’t realize how much.  I want to live here.  Waking up in a tree house in the rainforest is something I never thought I would do.  But here we were and decided to spend a day with our feet planted on one piece of property.

Again, the flora and fauna is remarkable.  I ran into the gardener who came over from France to become acquainted with  rainforest plants and he confirmed that it is just a matter of letting things do what they do.  These sprigs on our porch have grown about a foot since we first arrived.

The swimming pools look as though they were carved out of the rocks.

And if that were not enough the place is filled with wonderful staff who make sure you feel comfortable and have everything you need.  Here is Sharada who first greeted us on arrival and has been a warm smile during our entire stay.

If that wasn’t enough, the property borders a river and has it’s own “billibong”, which is Aussie for swimming hole.

Here you can see the height of the tree houses.

I was able to meet Serena, who is the local florist responsible for incredible floral arrangements throughout the property.

She had a full 30 gallon garbage can of flowers from her garden that she was arranging.

Our day ended at dinner, and we so loved the food that we told the chef to just cook what he wanted us to eat.  Would it be possible for anything to taste bad in this setting?

We sated ourselves with smoked salmon with mango and pesto, filet of beef with Shiraz glace and potato cake, and finished off with a mango souffle and an Avvocato with coffee and Frangelico.

Tomorrow we are told we have to leave here although Wayne has threatened lies, torture and any number of things to stay in this state of perfection.

Next time we’ll say hi from Sydney.