Saturday morning, we (Nicole and I), woke up with no plans for the day. A simple, quiet breakfast at the villa. Perhaps a trip to Esse Lunga (the local grocery store), some studio work, reading, a trip to Florence, etc. As the morning rolled along, we started to look up festivals in the Tuscan region. We became particularly interested in a wine festival in Greve in Chianti (north of Siena). When was it? (we asked ourselves) Upon more research, we realized it was going on as we spoke, and would only go through tomorrow! Why waste such a beautiful day!? So after spending a few hours of the morning figuring out how exactly to get to this place, we packed our day packs, and had a girls' day in Greve (there were four of us archi-girls total - it was great!).
This little town was totally transformed to make way for their wine festival - apparently the largest in the region. We had all kinds of Chianti, a few white whines, and even tried some grappa (holy cow, that stuff is about 40 proof, no joke!). 
We had to laugh at ourselves though, because there were SO many English speakers there (mainly Americans). We are pretty sure this is just some big hoax for American tourists, and they probably have the real festival with the good stuff when we leave. We even bought wine glasses and the cheesy neck holders for them.
In all honesty, we did not care - we had such a great time and my lips were graced with truly amazing wines, and great company. (And as a side note, the windy, topsy-turvey, sickening bus rides through (beautiful) Siena are made more bearable by a few glasses of wine.)
1 comment:
Beth,
I sure seems like you are drinking an awful lot of wine! I am glad to see you enjoying yourself.
love,
Dad
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