vineyards and vino
Just kidding. But the pictures do tell most of the story. During yet another holiday, some friends and I traveled to Mendoza, the wine capital of Argentina. The city, located close to the border with Chile, has the perfect geographical combination of mountains, lakes, deserts, and city. Everywhere you went the landscape seemed to change. And everywhere you went there was wine. There was even wine in the fountains (well… maybe it was colored red, but not even kidding.)
After the 20 hour bus ride (once again… I try not to talk about this part), we spent the day eating and exploring the city. It was almost like a mini Buenos Aires, with apartment buildings and shops and restaurants along every street.
On the first full day, we rented bikes in a quaint nearby town called Chacras. We biked around the city and through the vineyards, stopping for wine tours along the way (I know, it sounds incredibly dangerous, but somehow these bike/wine tasting tours are really successful). Many of the wine tours were actually included with the bikes, and EVERYWHERE HAD THE BEST WINE! However, I would have to say that my favorite place was the bodega by Carmelo Patti, the cutest man who truly loves his wine and getting to know people from around the world. He is called “the most passionate winemaker in Mendoza,” taking pride in his family’s business. At the end of the day, we also stopped on a chocolate, olive oil, and liquor tasting tour. I tried absinthe for the first time. Yep, I’ll stick to the wine.
The next morning, we took a short bus to the town Potrerillos, which is known for its turquoise lakes and view of Alta Montaña, one of the tallest mountains in the Andes.
When we got back to our hostel, we went on a sunset horseback riding tour through the mountains. My horse was named Gringo (fitting), and he was the greatest caballo <3
Best of all, after watching the sunset, we rode back to have a bonfire and eat Argentina’s famous asado. It’s basically like grilling out, but instead of burgers you have all different types of steak. Of course, dinner wouldn’t be complete without wine. We spent the rest of the night sitting by the bonfire, as the night was getting colder in the desert climate. People from all over Argentina, all over the world, sang and listened to songs on a guitar. I never expected to meet so many amazing people, see so much beauty in one city, and of course, drink so much delicious wine.