The Getaway Cabin
The perfect retreat for one
Dear Friend
How are you feeling today? Good I hope.
Come and join me while I share with you my recent adventure of staying in The Getaway Cabin, a 24 hr retreat just for one. What could possibly go wrong?? Read on to find out why I nearly died in the cabin in the woods…
The cutest tin roof cabin was nestled at the end of a luscious garden, part of my friends private residence, and only a 10 minute drive from one of my favourite stretches of West Wales coastline.
The single room was furnished with a plump sofa, a table and a chair, bookshelf and a wood-burning stove, which added a touch of rustic charm, promising warmth and comfort during the cool Welsh evenings.
To the side of the cabin was an outside kitchen annex with a six burner gas ring cooker, fridge, wine chiller and dining table perfectly perched on the veranda. The front deck overlooked a large pond, home to ducks, geese and a variety of wildlife visitors, which provided the ambient soundtrack to my retreat for one.
I arrived just in time for pre-dinner drinks. Spot, my dear friend welcomed me with the biggest “cwtch” (welsh for hug), then served me a glass of perfectly chilled rose wine, while Charlie her hubby, completed mowing the last corner of their never-ending garden.
As the evening unfolded, we chatted and shared stories late into the night, it must of been midnight before I turned in. I was like a child, excited to retire to my cosy mezzanine bedroom, accessible by a narrow wooden ladder. The loft space was perfect for me, filled by a large comfy futon bed, side table and reading lamp with ample space for my journal and stack of books.
You’d think I’d just delicately get into bed, read my book and gently fall asleep to the sounds of nature outside my cabin. But oh no, you won’t believe what happened next…