Wine oozes from the pores

Arevedeci Alex. We will miss our friend. If you are ever in Utah please stay with us.

We head south to wine country.

Stop in Montipulcino for wine and a tour of the city. Crostinis and Bruchetta to get out of rain. This town is amazing. Wine cellars under the city. Catacombs of wine..................... We meet a nice couple from Toronto, eh.

Off to our next stop. Montalcino. This is a town for the Haas' Find a room, inexpensive and Mario is great, and offers a wine tasting. Right in town and above a restaurant and cafe.

We check in and off to explore. We hit the Belvedere for a glass of wine and some internet time. Nice Italian invites us back for the local happy hour. come back, we are busy when the workers get off shift. 7:30 or 8 pm that is when we get busy. You buy drinks we supply food. Split up and meet back later.

Guidebook says wine oozes from the pores of this town. Every third stop is an Enoteca (wine store). This is where we go to die.

Wine tasting - 10 great Brunellos and we are happy to buy.

Off to the fortress, some culture with our wine please. The Fortress has nothing but open space and one small enoteca. More wine please.

Tour the city and run into the Sogards. Back to hotel for a bottle of wine to head to top of town. Watch the sun set in Tuscany.

Talk to some germans. in town training for the iron man. Finally some sarcasm. We miss the sarcasm of america. Italians, not sarcastic. Germans sarcastic. Haas and Warnken surnames both German. I see a pattern here.

Dinner? Happy Hour? What to do? One drink at the Belvedere so we can decide. A bottle of wine, homemade bread, salami, cheeses, risotto and cake add two local Grande Birra' and Happy Hour is over.

Off to bed. Wait one more restaurant. They are closing, but Trish works the magic. "We will be quick quick, I promise" Another bottle of wine, some crostini and a hot dish and we are off to bed.