Mendoza; food, wine and ….
This morning visited a family owned winery with the youngest brother as our very congenial guide. Their vineyards are bordered with olive trees in one area, roses in another. They have different grapes growing in different vineyards each one a microclimate. Harvest is about to begin. My favorite wine, to my surprise, a Cabernet Franc.
It is very hot here, 95 or so, dog days of summer. The snow capped Andes are just to the west. Tomorrow we’ll cross the mountains by “micro” (that’s a full sized bus by the way) to Valparaiso, Chile.
Still feel like I’m landing, though the distance to home and the notion of the daily increases hour by hour.