Glamping. Camping that’s been jooshed up. And who doesn’t love a good jooshing every now and then. So kick off the Laboutins girls because as luxe as this place is, you won’t need them here.
When night falls, there is no better place to be than nightfall wilderness lodge. It sits right on the edge of Lamington National Park, an easy drive from Brisbane or the Gold Coast, yet a world away from the sometimes never ending grind of normal life.
Let’s cut to the chase and talk about the tents. I think the word tent is a bit of a misnomer. They may be built out of canvas, but that is where the similarity ends. How many tents have you stayed in feature a flushing toilet, an entry way you don’t have to duck to get through, a rainforest shower and two antique French bathtubs? But wait, there’s more. A fridge absolutely bursting with edible (and more importantly drinkable) goodies, stone basins, organic bedding and the pièce de résistance, a rotating fireplace. There are only three tents, and they are far enough apart that privacy is guaranteed. Even if you raise the canvas walls to reveal nature in all its glory, there is no need to grab the nearest fluffy robe as you will not be revealed in all your glory.
Food glorious food. Nightfall is also a foodie’s heaven. The menu is based on your own likes and dislikes. Want Paleo? You got it. Or vegetarian? No problem. Nightfall will serve you organic food with delicious flavour combinations and seasonal ingredients. A lot of the produce comes from their very own kitchen garden, the local area and native bush tucker plants.
Location location location. Fabulous darling. Swimming holes, running rapids to cool both you and that bottle of champagne down, rainforest, waterfalls, valleys and towering cliff faces. Bush walks for history buffs (Stinson plane wreck and Westray’s grave), bush walks for active wear buffs, and bush walks for nature buffs. Or simply relax in your tent, take in the views and let the serenity wrap around you like a cashmere pashmina.
nightfall is the stuff dreams are made of. So what are you waiting for? Whisk George Clooney away now (see what I mean).