Caught a bus to San Rafael this morning. Got up in time, forwent the compimentary coffee and croissant and hard little bun. Instead asked for “something cold”. Got a glass of water, and think I may have been charged for it. I hope it didn´t have giardia in it.
Relatively short bus trip – just under 3 hours. San Rafael, the old lady at the tourist office teased me for not speaking french. Odd. Went to what is supposed to be the best parilla (grill) in town. Had a steak. Was very good. Especially as the waiter spoke a bit of english, so I could order it medium-rare.
Walked outside of town, to the area where there are some bodegas. Carrying pack, on sunburnt shoulders, in scorching sun. Pleasant. Got to the first, couldn´t find it. But, checking opening hours, it was still their siesta, so figured I´d have another look on the way back. Probably easier to find when open. Next – got ushered downstairs. Joined a group of people being educated in wine in espanol. I mentioned I didn´t speak espanol very well. I think he asked me if I drink wine very well, and I said si. Laughter. Listened to stuff I couldn´t understand for ages, before tasting four wines. Bought one bottle. Went to next winery. I think the guard said I was too late. Closed anyway, 15 minutes before I´d been told.
Returned to look for first winery, again couldn´t find it. Internet cafe now – and might be having some luck uploading photos. Yep – have uploaded some. Maybe a fifth of them? Only took two hours. They´re available at <gone> – but there´s a few of them. When I´ve got more time, will put links to appropriate stuff in the actual updates.