In January, people talk about resolutions. And this year, try as I might, I could not think of one that made me excited. But this time two Januarys (Januaries?) ago, I made 12 resolutions, only some of which I kept.
One was wine tasting. Which I had never done. Two years, and one hemisphere later, I have.
This is Vina Santa Cruz, in Chile’s Colchagua Valley. And now, when I find myself in an establishment that sells Chilean wine, you’ll find me running over to the bottles to see if the wine is made there. So I can say I’ve been there. Yep, I am not a savvy traveler. I’m that girl.
But when the “ceilings” at the local restaurants look like this, can you blame me? This place is stunningly beautiful, and served as a perfect escape from our busy week in the city. We arrived in time for a traditional Chilean lunch.
While waiting for our order, this little beauty showed up in front of me.
I was completely engrossed while on our tour. I am not known for my listening skills, but I was hanging on our guide’s every (thankfully English) word. And when we got to taste little glasses of everything, I was in heaven. We drank in the dark cellar, or you’d be seeing each and every sip I took, dear readers. Most memorable were a rose that was barely sweet, and the smoothest red that was a mix of Carmenere, Malbec, and Cab Sav.