Captains Retreat Mornington Peninsula

An Overnight At Mornington Peninsula Airbnb

Good morning from the Captain’s Retreat. Our Airbnb for the weekend. I write while being enveloped in complete silence.

It was still too cold to sit in the garden outside when I woke up earlier, so I opted to cozy up on the couch with the knitted blanket to keep me warm.

Unlike in Melbourne, where I usually get served bed coffee, I had to make my own today because Fafa was still sleeping.

He clearly didn’t hear the crowing of the neighbour’s rooster that woke me up earlier. I found Robert Timms instant coffee in the tin — the same brand Amma loves to drink whenever she comes for a visit.

I remembered seeing a carton of milk in the fridge when we put the wine bottles we bought from the wineries, which we planned to drink yesterday but were already too drunk for the day from all the wine tasting. I added a dash of it to the piping hot black coffee.

I could see the sky colour gradually changing from the huge window overlooking the backyard garden. I realized I was having a moment. It might be a cliche, but I am feeling nothing but gratitude for this moment. A moment that I will treasure for a long time.

This trip is much more than just a weekend getaway. It’s our first private overnight trip to the countryside in Victoria. It’s our first trip after Covid, after lockdown, after almost a year (our last trip last was during the Australia day weekend in January). On top of all those, this has been the much-needed break from the work pressure for me.

It’s a soul recharging getaway.

Yesterday after dinner (we had sublime Afghani takeaway from Afghan Marcopolo Restaurant), I opened up to Fafa about my worries and woes. I shared my anxiety about not being able to tick any of the goals I set for myself this year. And of my weariness of everything that is going on in the world.

He showered me with words of encouragements and support, which is not rare, just that yesterday I had the mental space to hear it clearly, directly and loudly. To digest it and start feeling better almost immediately.

The night went dark soon after our heart-to-heart session in the garden.

We went inside, facetime-ed the parents, put on beauty sleep face mask and ate Indonesian crackers with chilli while waiting for it to dry. I made my sleepy tea soon after but it went cold before I drank it as I was too engrossed by the food reality show on SBS Food. I was hooked — from the Tiger Milk shot made from oysters ceviche to the very unappetising food from the English country-town hosted by two hairy bikers.

I almost fell asleep on the couch when Fafa urged me to move to the bedroom. The bedroom was the least favourite part of the cottage for the both of us. It was small, tackily decorated (two huge paintings of creepy looking people hanged opposite the bed). It has a standing fan placed nowhere near a plug and a mirror right in front of the bed, which was a big no-no Fengshui wise.

I kept waking up throughout the night because the room was just too stuffy. But I was too sleepy and disoriented to turn the aircon on from the living room or even open the bedroom door. Which was why I was pleasantly surprised I woke up feeling completely rejuvenated.

The itinerary for the rest of the day includes continuing to read the book I brought, Belonging, preferably on the hammock — a bit more journaling and do an early check-out. We are heading to the Mornington Peninsula centre for some breakfast, bookstore visits and the beach before heading back to Melbourne.

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