Byron Bay's Raes On Wategos welcomed Teresa Oman for a weekend of sun-drenched, free spirited fun. Each intimate moment was captured by David Cohen de Lara and documented by Emma Vans-Colina.
Tucked away in Australia’s easternmost point, there’s a secluded villa with a soft green lawn that rolls right down to the blue of Byron Bay. The breezy, bohemian rooms catch the sun through a garden of palms and succulents, and the Kasbah-style pool is enticing to say the least…
The first thing you feel out here is the light - it's crisp and unfiltered. The sun cuts the sharpest shadows across the whitewashed walls of our hotel.
Through the palms and eucalyptus we see the morning’s first surfers, and the backpackers who have hiked around from Byron town. But up here, nobody sees us.
The sun falls like a spotlight on David Bromley’s painted nudes – who perform for us all day and night on the balcony walls.
There’s a temptation to stay right here – high above the treetops in the most decadent of hideouts.
High above Rae’s, the Cape Byron lighthouse watches over a sweeping turquoise bay. The waves spill gently onto the sun-washed beach, just steps away from our hotel.
Byron town has plenty of restaurants, but every night we find ourselves back at Rae’s for more of their sashimi or a gargantuan bowl of Morton Bay Bug ravioli.
Our room has a king sized four-poster next to a deep, sunken bath and two Balinese daybeds. It’s a wonder we made it to the beach at all.
When the doors of the spa are opened, a sweet, heady fragrance spills out into the garden, luring us in so that Marionne de Candia (Rae's award-winning resident facialist) can work her magic.
We came here for the beach but found pockets of paradise inside the villa’s sun-bleached walls and secluded tropical gardens.