A cultured excuse for a day on the drink
Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
371Trip End Feb 26, 2011
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We got to the bus station only to find that our bus company had somehow managed to double book our seats and unfortunately we couldn’t get on. Finding this out involved visiting the ticket office, going to a phone box to ring another company who handled the transaction at another office etc
Erica, not known as a keen cyclist at the best of times didn’t really enjoy the prolonged gentle uphill ride but I think we were both relived when we reached the vineyard. Personally I loved the gentle ride through the vineyards with big trees overhead, despite those large Argentinean trucks almost throwing you off the road each time they overtook at speed
It wasn’t just Absinthe to be fair, they had a huge assortment of pickles, chutneys and jams for starters, our personal favourite was the Malbec jam and Chardonnay jam which were just divine, we didn’t buy them as wine on toast in the mornings would be pushing the wine thing a bit too far. Next we sampled the liquors that they had Erica skipped the Absinthe having a banana and vodka spirit but the Chilean guy and American girl who we were tasting with joined me. It was all done in a traditional style that made you feel a bit like a heroin addict. Cooked sugar on spoons with a few splashs of Absinthe to turn into a caramel before adding to the Absinthe and downing in one. Somehow I ended up with the irregularly large one. We then had some olives and olive pastes, olives paste with garlic, with chilli, with lemon etc. We tucked into olive oils and balsamics which again was a taste sensation. We finished all this off with a tour of the grounds and some beautiful chocolate
The cycling then got a little more interesting as we all felt a little bit light headed to say the least. Absinthe being most famous for being the reason that Van Gogh cut his ear off. Things then started to go a bit odd, we crossed the road and in between my flip flop coming off continually a dog ran out at me jumping up at the bike trying to bite me, barking like mad. I swerved into the road nearly being taken off my bike by a passing lorry. It was over fairly quickly but the dog was just as fast as my bike at full pace so it was a nerve racking minute or so. Erica edit: It was absolutely hilarious, I was in hysterics and promptly got off my bike and wheeled it passed the demented dog – it was like a scene from a comedy sketch.
We eventually got back to the bike shop at about 18:30 realising we had been at it for about 5 and a half hours. We got a free wine from the bike place chatting to our new friends and caught the bus back to Mendoza. My flip flop by this stage was a complete joke and within seconds of being put back together it would fall off again. It was so annoying and Erica was on the floor laughing at such a volume as she had been in exactly the same situation in Bali so laughed at the half limp half shuffle that I had adopted as she had had to too. Then oddly at about 8pm we found a shoe shop which sold flip flops we over spent but to solve the issue £7 was worth it. We got back to the hostel and replenished our money supply on the way. We have loved Mendoza, what a great start to Argentina but we know this time that we are definitely leaving tomorrow morning.