As promised, yesterday was all about wine tasting. Faye and dad have discovered that they are a world class fry up team and were more like two Russian ballet dancers moving around the kitchen stealing utensils off the French!
We had 5 vineyards and an olive farm to visit. The olive farm was first and a surprise to us all (it wasn't on the list), none of us really like olives and Yvonne hates them so we were all trying very hard to be polite about the place. Turns out though that the stuff we get in the Uk wasn't a patch on these and even dad liked them. Mainly he was more impressed with the tech they used but that's not surprising for someone with only 2 working tastebuds. Yvonne is stillnot convinced.
We were taken to a boutique vinyard first which gave us 14 wines to sample and we were feeling fairly warm headed by the time we left that place. That one was called Askernes and was superb. It reminded us a lot of Brookfields from our last trip and parents all brought something from there. The second two, Vitell and Selini, were larger vineyards and were not as good as the first. We had lunch at Vitell though and the food was perfect, if that had been at the first vinyard I think we might have all made camp there!
Winery 4 was Unison. They were an English couple who were deep into getting the best quality possible so didn't have a large output but that made it all taste better. Yvonne kindly bought us a Sirah (Shiraz if you are Australian) as a thank you for bringing them out here. Our last vineyard was Moana and they work to very traditional non sulphur methods. Apparently this stops hangovers!
Faye and dad decided to cook spag bol for us all and did enough to feed the entire hostel! I made friends with another French chap (there were lots of them), forgot to mention we had two French chaps on our tour called Frank and Billy and they were very funny. Frank is a Hurricanes s15 supporter like me which was great. We both got to complain about losing our players. Sadly no one else had a clue what we were on about!
Today, following another rendition of "swan fry up" by the curtis ballet company we got a coach to Taupo (prn. Tow-paw). There's been a massive rock slide in the gorge so the bus was late and our second driver had to have been brought back from the crypt using special tools we reckoned. Yvonne couldn't stop giggling at him. Mum finally got to see a rugby match on telly tonight, Russia vs. Italy and we all cheered the Russians valiant efforts. Now the fresh air has got to us again and it's off to bed we go. Hopefully spa and Huka Falls tomorrow.
Night all!
Tui and Kiwi xxxxx
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