vineyards

after a little too much excitement the night before, we were somewhat somber the next day. nothing a couple of breakfast mimosas and greasy fry up couldn't fix but still! left bright and early (okok, 10am is early enough!) for the vineyards and what a sight to behold the contrast between the vines. all unplanned, of course, but beautiful nevertheless. the port production, supply chain and more recent diversification boggled the mind. also had some rather rank 48h grape must that i chose to spit while the rest swallowed. haha. felt like the clever one then!

the stragglers wheeling and dealing at the back. V, a russian ibanker, was on his devices throughout the trip. pretty impressive given how we were in a reception black hole, which led me to conclude that his possibly soviet-issued kit was somehow superior to anything the rest of the world was on. V is also terribly inspirational when it comes to eating, only simple carbs (fruit and veggie) which would sound the death knell for my sweet tooth but herald in a much healthier body on the whole. something i'm considering but know would never be disciplined enough to do :( also felt totes judged when we sat opposite each other at dinner and i finished what were meant to be communal canapes (fried fish pastries, rich fatty smoked sausages, other unidentifiable but altogether yummy nibbles) after leaving sufficient time for him to help himself. yikes.