The Winelands

Good wine in Tanzania is about as common as chastity in Essex so we’ve been looking forward to the South African winelands for some time. They did not disappoint.

The first choice was between cycling plus quaffing and driving plus spitting, which isn’t really a choice at all:

The samples are somewhat generous –

generous tasting samples

– and even through the sparkling red wine was truly horrific –

disgusting beverage

– we managed to consume enough that the ride back home was somewhat wobbly:

wobbly ride back home

Finally, we learned that the true connoisseurs drink their red wine from large glasses, the better to appreciate the bouquet:

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2 Responses to The Winelands

  1. Marije says:

    Besides that this series of pictures makes me thirsty, i am observing a difference: civilized ladies (wine as a serious matter: only drink when the quality is good) vs barbarian men (tannins? after taste? nonsense! Its alcohol and therefore best appreciated when drunk through a straw!). By the way Bernie, is that a new shirt?

    • bernie says:

      Re wine: I am a paragon of taste and never abuse good wine. Cheap wine is OK to abuse however, preferably by mixing it with spice syrup and heating.

      Re clothing: Indeed it is, I have kitted up a full new wardrobe full of shirts that aren’t full of holes: luxury!

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