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... experience and included one glass each of strawberries, pineapple, black pepper, red pepper flakes (pimenton) and coffee beans to smell during tasting, and plain grissini breadsticks to enjoy.
Our line up included the following wines:
2014 Grand Reserva Sauvignon Blanc (aged 2-months in used barrels)
2013 Grand Reserva C******nay
2012 Grand Reserva Syrah
2012 Grand Reserva Pinot Noir
2012Grand Bosque Cabernet Sauvignon ...
... right at the base of the funicular! Apparently, it's the oldest craft brewery in Chile, but unfortunately, they were out of all but two beers (and they were pricey by Chilean standards), so we departed shortly thereafter to another little bar. That bar had a nice patio, and we enjoyed watching a bachelor dog attempt to court a few female dogs that weren't particularly interested in his advances. Dinner that night was at a ...
... between different hills.
In the evening we pick up our bags and return to the bus station. We actually get on a small transfer bus, which takes us about 2 hours towards the boarder and then in the town of Los Andes we need to catch a connecting bus. There are only the two of us and an older Chilean couple on this bus with us. We kind of make friends with them, although we understand very little of what they are telling us. The connecting bus is delayed, it only comes ...
... Becquer. We asked many people but no one seemed to of heard of it. Until one lady we stopped happened to be the owner of the hostel in question. Fortunate right! We were taken the short walk to the hostel and given the full introduction to the amenities and shown our room. We can basically right the rest of that day off as we slept before a quick trip to the local supermarket. That night it was pasta again with Tuna and sweet corn. The next day was similar to the first, ...
... that often endow ports. Yet there is a poetry here, in the water and in the air. When we arrived at the bus terminal weighed down by our ever growing bags (even though we keep throwing things out our bags paradoxically become heavier each time we shoulder them), we immediately sensed the vibe of Valpo (as the locals call it). The cool sea breeze was a relief after the oppressively hot days we'd spent in Santiago. Our friend Lee, who we'd met working at ...