Getaway
Yesterday Stephen and I went to Newcastle where we stayed at the Crowne Plaza overlooking the harbour. Prior to checking in we stopped for a quick lunch at ... Jack's, outside, at the seafood co-op. Interesting ambiance sitting outside watching the moored boats and people who walked the boulevard 
along the docks. We waited for our number to be called just like at the deli counter in Coles or Woolworths. It was certainly a popular eatery. Lunch was hot and tasty. Yes, and we didn't feed any seagulls. The sign posted at the cafe clearly stated that diners were not to feed the seagulls so like good diners we respected the request. The seagulls were hovering expectedly hoping that some diners might ignore the signage but none dared whilst we were there. Soon we checked into valet parking and so too our room. We'd stayed at the Crowne on numerous occasions so as usual we were not disappointed with our suite. This time it was directly above the pool and also with a clear view of the comings and goings on the harbour. Tugs and helicopters provided interesting spectacles throughout the afternoon as they harbour pilots to ships entering and leaving port. The huge ships glided effortlessly up and down stream. No sound just gentle giants making their way from port to port. The headland beneath Nobby's featured tall, fan-like, white sprays of water as the waves crashed into the rocks. Even from the distance one could appreciate the foamy peaks rising and then pounding the headland. To add to the afternoon's relaxed mood we opened a bottle of Major's Lane Shiraz and sampled the cheese, dip and crackers as we took time to drink in the 
ever changing view. By 5:30 we were on our way to the canapes and wine in the Executive Lounge. Not necessary to dress up. Relaxed yet again as platters of salmon canapes and sushi were served to the gathered guests. Stephen had a few lagers whilst I tried the Bimbadgen red. Both of us pleased with our choices I must say. Thence, we returned to our suite. I love the room service dinner as we are able to sit and gaze at the harbour lights as they illuminate and outline the city's skyline. The palms across the harbour from our room were brilliantly lit with lights of every colour. Stockton Bridge rose in the far distance while the foreshore shone for both residents and visitors alike. Knock-knock. Room service. Stephen had also ordered me some citrus tart for dessert. A fine surprise.
along the docks. We waited for our number to be called just like at the deli counter in Coles or Woolworths. It was certainly a popular eatery. Lunch was hot and tasty. Yes, and we didn't feed any seagulls. The sign posted at the cafe clearly stated that diners were not to feed the seagulls so like good diners we respected the request. The seagulls were hovering expectedly hoping that some diners might ignore the signage but none dared whilst we were there. Soon we checked into valet parking and so too our room. We'd stayed at the Crowne on numerous occasions so as usual we were not disappointed with our suite. This time it was directly above the pool and also with a clear view of the comings and goings on the harbour. Tugs and helicopters provided interesting spectacles throughout the afternoon as they harbour pilots to ships entering and leaving port. The huge ships glided effortlessly up and down stream. No sound just gentle giants making their way from port to port. The headland beneath Nobby's featured tall, fan-like, white sprays of water as the waves crashed into the rocks. Even from the distance one could appreciate the foamy peaks rising and then pounding the headland. To add to the afternoon's relaxed mood we opened a bottle of Major's Lane Shiraz and sampled the cheese, dip and crackers as we took time to drink in the 
ever changing view. By 5:30 we were on our way to the canapes and wine in the Executive Lounge. Not necessary to dress up. Relaxed yet again as platters of salmon canapes and sushi were served to the gathered guests. Stephen had a few lagers whilst I tried the Bimbadgen red. Both of us pleased with our choices I must say. Thence, we returned to our suite. I love the room service dinner as we are able to sit and gaze at the harbour lights as they illuminate and outline the city's skyline. The palms across the harbour from our room were brilliantly lit with lights of every colour. Stockton Bridge rose in the far distance while the foreshore shone for both residents and visitors alike. Knock-knock. Room service. Stephen had also ordered me some citrus tart for dessert. A fine surprise.
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