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Day in Mendoza

After an early start to get to the airport on time and being over-charged for not being Argentinian, we managed to get ourselves (and our bags) to Mendoza. We were greeted by Sheraton's nice service (and special corporate rate) and followed after a strong breakfast to te Vinyeards. We started with Catena Zapata, one of the biggest in the region. Inside the Mayan architecture building everything is modern and we had a great tour. The Chardonnay 2007 took us to the amazing view of the terrace and we said goodbye with a Malbec 2006. Mercedes, our guide, was really nice and clearly proud of the vineyards 4th generation. We then took a nap on the way to Salenteim, a very different style, modern architecture, with even a museum. As we saw the amazing table they gave us by the sun, the decision was unanimous: let's skip the tour and just sit and have a lunch and wine. The Sauvignon Blanc took us through lunch, and actually went well with my Rib Eye but the Tempranillo we started with dessert could have been better. We still finshed the bottle but we are entitled to our opinion. We enjoyed a wondeful afternoon staring at the Andes, having a good wine, good food and more than anything, a great company. Another (bigger) nap took us to the city centre and we toured around to finish the da with a beautiful pink sky, reminding me of dear Africa colours. Tomorrow, two more vineyeards








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