Les Cabanes de Rensiwes
Sleeping in a romantic treehouse.,
With heartfelt sincerity, I can say that one of the most beautiful, pace full, and romantic place my daughter and i have ever visited lies nestled in the Ardennes. Perched atop of a hill, overlooking the valley and the river below, our exclusive treehouse is nestled on the edge of the mountain slope, amidst the lush canopy of trees.
After a 2.5-hour drive, we arrived around 8 o’clock in the evening, shrouded in darkness, at the cozy reception of Les Chambres de Résiwiz. Unfortunately, the temperature had dropped to 4 degrees Celsius, and rain had begun to fall. But despite the weather, we were warmly welcomed into the inviting reception cottage, which also housed a small shop. The comforting scent of a crackling fireplace greeted us, providing a delightful respite from the rain and cold.
At the reception, we were handed a map with instructions on where to park the car and how to continue our journey on foot up the hill. They also provided us with a headlamp for the trail, as we would be walking through the forest up the mountain in the pitch darkness and the stormy rain. Despite the challenging conditions, excitement filled us as we prepared to embark on this mountainous path. We could leave two bags there to be carried up for us, but the rest had to be on our backs.
At the wooden cottage, where our suitcases awaited. Despite the rain and darkness, many guests eagerly explored the small reception which also doubled as a shop and a cozy place to enjoy a drink by the crackling fireplace. Delicious homemade honey and jam were neatly displayed, tempting our taste, while marshmallows and chocolate awaited indulgence. Ordering breakfast for the next morning was a breeze, with a list provided to customize our meal preferences, to be delivered to our cottage by 9 a.m. in a specially designated spot at the foot of the stairs.
Filled with curiosity and excitement, we couldn’t wait to embark on our mountain adventure. After donning raincoats, boots, hats, and, of course, our headlamps, we prepared for the journey ahead. Unfortunately, we had forgotten to put Chaxx’s light-up collar on, and amidst the darkness, he became nearly invisible. Armed with an umbrella each, we set out on our adventure, expecting a 20-minute walk. However, the reality was much more challenging – despite the layers of clothing, we found ourselves sweating from exertion and struggling to catch our breath in the thin mountain air. Arriving at the top, we were exhausted and soaked, only to be greeted by a long wooden staircase leading down to the cottages, each marked with a name. After descending, we finally found our cottage, named NOUR, and eagerly climbed the steps to explore our temporary home.
As we opened the door, and stepping inside we were greeted by the warm embrace of rustic and cozy comforts, the woody scent enveloped us, and we couldn’t help but marvel at the cozy and romantic atmosphere. The interior was a charming blend of rustic elegance, with a small kitchenette on the left, a dining area overlooking the valley, and a cozy seating area with a fireplace. A small wooden staircase led to a second floor, where a luxurious copper bathtub awaited, accompanied by a spacious mirror, a sink, and additional seating areas surrounded by charming windows. Our bed, nestled halfway up the wall, felt like something out of a fairytale, accessible by two small steps on either side, offering a bird’s-eye view of the kitchen and seating area below. Every detail of the cottage was carefully crafted from natural materials, creating a magical ambiance that made us feel incredibly fortunate to experience such enchantment once again.
Day slowly filled the bath, adding a few drops of her favorite essential oils and bath bombs to create a luxurious soak. Meanwhile, I lit the fireplace in the living room, casting a cozy glow throughout the cottage. The space was surrounded by large windows adorned with black shutters, which we closed to create an even more intimate atmosphere. Meanwhile, Chaxx continued his exploration of the cottage, sniffing out every nook and cranny. We prepared a cozy spot for him by the fireplace and set out his food and water bowls in the kitchen.
As Day finished setting up the bath, I climbed the wooden staircase to the second floor, carrying two mugs of warm hot chocolate. She had set up a laptop with a delightful movie for us to enjoy. Slowly,
we eased into the warm water, reveling in the fragrant bubbles created by the bath bomb. Despite both of us fitting comfortably in the spacious tub, we couldn’t help but giggle as we splashed around, thoroughly enjoying ourselves. After about half an hour of blissful relaxation, we changed into our pajamas and settled down by the fireplace, feeling warm and content.
After some time, I suggested we head to bed, knowing that we had an early start the next day to explore the area. We snuggled in toe bed and In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of nature and the warmth of the fire and cosines of the haus, my daughter and I felt truly grateful for the opportunity to experience such a magical place together. 
Despite the chilly weather, the sound of the raindrops falling on our rooftop we were filled with a sense of joy and contentment, knowing that we were creating memories that would last a lifetime.feeling ad home as we drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up alone in bed and glanced down through the mirror above the bathtub Wooden beams stretched overhead, casting a comforting glow as sunlight filtered through the foliage outside.
And to see my little girl Day setting the table for breakfast, with Chaxx eagerly waiting by her side. Slowly, she opened the shutters,allowing the morning light to filter in and revealing the breathtaking view of the valley, forest, and surrounding hills.
She pulled on her rain boots over her pajamas and headed towards the cottage to check if the breakfast basket had arrived, with Chaxx faithfully following close behind, never leaving her side. Both of them had excitement sparkling in their eyes, and despite the tempting aroma of warm croissants wafting from the wooden house, they ventured a bit further to see what lay beyond the bend of the stairs.
Day couldn’t wait to explore the surroundings after breakfast. They walked back to the cozy wooden cottage and Day opened the shutters to reveal a large basket filled with a delicious breakfast spread. With a skip in her step, she returned to the cottage where I had already taken a seat at the breakfast table, marveling at the breathtaking view and serene atmosphere.
As Day opened the breakfast basket, she revealed an assortment of mouthwatering treats: croissants, bread rolls, fresh cold cuts, two perfectly boiled eggs, freshly squeezed orange juice, milk, and jars of homemade jam and honey. We couldn’t help but feel grateful for the simple yet exquisite meal set against the backdrop of nature’s beauty.
From our vantage point high above the forest floor, we gazed out at the breathtaking panorama unfolding before us. The rolling hills stretched out in all directions, cloaked in a tapestry of green hues, while the river wound its way lazily through the valley below, a shimmering ribbon of silver in the sunlight.
As the day turned to dusk, we watched in awe as the sky transformed into a canvas of vibrant colors, painting the horizon with hues of gold and crimson. Nestled in our treetop retreat, we shared stories and laughter, creating memories that would last a lifetime.
