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... I probably could join them without the make-up but decided against it and we wandered back to the Diplomatic.
When we arrived we noticed the entry to the hotel was cordoned off with groups of Boca Junior fans going beserk (refer Buenos Aires blog on what the Boca Juniors are). We soon discovered there was a football game on the next night and the Boca Juniors (away team) were staying at our hotel. After missing out on a game in Buenos Aires we ...
... to produce the wine were from Treviso: the guide couldn’t believe I was from there… for them Treviso is the main business trip destination in Europe. Ahah!
Second winery: a bit more posh than the first one, more expensive wine here I suppose.
Same story, some introduction of the winery by the owner, la ‘historia’ of their brands and the type of wines they produce. 3 glasses as before: Carmenere (they are the only producer in Argentina for ...
The majority of our time in Mendoza was spend doing activities outside the town.
On the Saturday we were driven an hour out of the city to the vineyard area near Chacras de Coria, where we met our guide-in-training, Martin whose time with us has technically finished, but he is such a nice guy, we kept hanging out with him! He runs his own cycling wine tour company and he had invited us to use his company and take us on a guided ...
... the guys we were sat with kindly gave us a lift back into the centre of Mendoza which was nice of them as the streets were packed. This is when all the trouble kicks of usually so we were happy to get out there as quick as we did. We called at a crape restaurant on the way back to our hostel for a bite to eat, by this time it was past 1 in the morning, the match hadn't kicked off till 10pm hence us going to bed not long after as we were still tired from the night ...
... hour's drive away from the city where we live. About half an hour in to the drive, my mouth was as dry as a bone and I was experiencing some rather alarming sulphur burps. This was not good. About ten minutes away from Omar's house I suddenly realised that this was no hangover and I had food poisoning. I had to go to the toilet. NOW. We stopped by a little local shop in a tiny village and I ran in to ask the owner if he had a loo I could use. Very sweetly, he took ...