Had a bit of a confusing morning as we just realized that there is a 2 hr time difference from Chile to here. However... we have a feeling that this time difference was also present in Chile as well, we just didn't know it as time doesn't really matter much to us. We get up when it starts getting light and stop riding when it starts getting dark. In short, we missed our little shuttle out to the vineyards and had to arrange another.
Had a long day riding my bicycle between vineyards and have worked up a sizable hunger that ony a steak the size of my chest can satisfy. Obviously, red wine will be used to wash it down.
We rode quite a ways, maybe 15 miles along various back roads between vineyards, wine museums of other things of viticulture importance. I was particularly impressed with some enormous wine casks made of oak, perhaps 12’ in diameter and equally tall. Would make a great starting point for an unique study or library or perhaps a wine cellar.
Wine wasn’t the only draw in the location where we were. Numerous artesian-style confectionary delights were at hands. Small cheese and chocolate factories were to be enjoyed. We also hit a small distillery where we had a variety of blended liquors, coffee flavor, ducle de leche, rose hips and pomegranate were all superb, the absinthe was lethal though served in proper style with sugar and water. I doubt there are many repeat bottle buyers of absinthe.
We rode to a ‘beer garden’ which in the center of a vast field, all by itself. There was a breezy tent set up with a few couches underneath. Mark and I were enjoying some porters when an Israeli guy at an adjacent sofa said, “You ride a BMW, right?” I agreed somewhat suspiciously of this. “Are you at our hostel?” I inquired. “No, I remember seeing you in Antigua, Guatemala a few months ago, you used to sit in the same seat in the corner café by the plaza and you always parked your bike out front” “Yep, that was me”
En route to the beer garden, I had sprung a flat rear tire a few miles out which slowed me down considerably. The kind hostess offered to call us a taxi to get us back to the city and offered to bring our bicycles back to the rental shop which we gladly took her up on.
So dinner here is just as they do it in Spain, LAAAAAAAAAAATE. We didn't know it yesterday but we ate around 10pm thinking it was just 8 pm which worked fine for us. Dessert is typically served circa midnight.
We are really enjoying Argentina, this place is amazing. All the perks of Europe minus the crazy prices AND they speak Spanish! Lots of fun stuff to do, adventurous stuff, wine tasting, amazing countryside, good food, nice people. I will spend more time here in the future.
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