Saturday, June 25, 2016

Farewell, France

It was hard to pick just a few photos for this blog. To see the hundreds of photos from the trip, go to the gallery at:

I often say that our trip to France was like a dream. It was a dream come true. I am so glad that I was able to join these lovely ladies in a trip of a lifetime.

Chateauneuf du Pape

One highlight was wine tasting at Chateauneuf du Pape "shatto noof da pop").

Our instructor/guide was very knowledgeable and engaging.

I thought of Randy when I saw this. He's developed an interest in Bonsai.

The vineyards are covered in river rocks, which soak up the warmth of the sun. They said the rose bushes are like the canary in mines - they get any diseases first, before the vines. In the California wine country they also talk about the benefit of the roses attracting bees.

Doesn't the sky look like a painting?
I took notes at the tasting:
  • 93% of the wine in this region is red. No pink or rose'
  • Look at the edge of the wine in your glass. Look through the glass to the edge on the other side.
    • Greenish is young white. Shiny and violet is young red.
    • Gold is old. Orangey and pale.
    • Silver in between. Peak after 7 years
    • Tears or legs (They call the "legs" "tears") - viscous- slow, many - high alcohol
  • Smell: Floral = spicy, vegetable = fruity, mineral
  • Taste: reinforces previous observations.
  • Feel: Balance of alcohol-warmth at back of throat, acidity-edge of tongue, tannin in red

Avignon, a Walled City

Our last stop was Avignon, a beautiful, walled city.

I bought a pretty watercolor triptych from this lovely artist.

Friday, June 24, 2016

A Ferris Wheel Ride

One night we ventured off the boat and visited a local Ferris wheel. I promise we were not drunk, but anyone seeing us would definitely have thought so!
See? Very sober, calm, and collected.

Why did we think posing on this sign was necessary? I don't know!
Susan may look wary now, but she cut loose with all of us later.

Getting into our seat on the ride.
Some of the views.

Perhaps we were giddy with the ride. We began singing, and for some reason could not think of any song but Neil Diamond's "Sweet Caroline" and we could think of very few words for that. We had a rip-roaring time singing, "Sweet Caroline, bomp, bomp, bomp, good times never seemed so good -- so good, so good..." We paid for turn after turn, and the managers of the ride even gave us one or two free turns.

We cracked ourselves up.

It was a great night!