Exodus of the city slickers by Greta Lackey
By Greta Lackey
Picture this … three weeks before a long weekend and you and a group of seven others decide to rent a holiday house outside of Sydney. You have the following requirements; a fireplace, a mountainous location, four bedrooms, a tennis court, as close as possible to vineyards, less than a 2 hours drive from Sydney, and ideally on a large property.
What chance do you have getting the holiday house of your dreams? Slim to none from my recent experience.
After much rejection and three dozen or so phone calls, including responses from property owners such as ‘you’re dreaming!’, or just condescending snorts of laughter, I was about to give up when I stumbled upon a holiday house that was still available! A three-bedder in Pokolbin, with no tennis court, a small fireplace, and a close proximity to vineyards … so close in fact that we can see vines from each window. Not only can we see the vines, but we can touch them if we walk five steps from the front door … so I paid the deposit there and then! Perhaps we lucked out after all!?
Has anyone else tried to book a holiday house in the weeks leading up to the long weekend and if so, how did you go?