
Forget France.
Forget Napa Valley.
Hellooooo South America!
Not only is Chile renowned for surprisingly AMAZING wine but Argentina has it´s own little niche.
Argentina, you ask. Wasn´t I going to La Serena last weekend? Yes, I was. But you know how last minute travel plans are ... always evolving and hopefully for the better. So suddenly, at about midnight on Wednesday, I decided to go to Argentina the following night. And can I just point something out ... don´t you just lov
e the fact that I can decide to go to Argentina at the last minute and pay about $40 US round trip to get there? I certainly do.

Mendoza it was.
If you haven´t heard of Mendoza before, it´s a town of about 100,000 people burrowed in the Eastern side of Los Andes mountains in Argentina. Mendoza is known for it´s wine and olive oil production. In 2008, National Geographic listed Mendoza as one of the top ten historic destinations in the world (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mendoza,_Argentina). Also, if anyone has seen Seven Years in Tibet, you might recognize Mendoza. The director of the film, Jean-
Jaques Annaud, constructed a replica of Tibet in Mendoza that was used as the set of the movie.

Apparently I have this uncanny knack for being called up on stage during performances and shows. It doesn't matter where I am ... Las Vegas, Puerto Vallarta, Mendoza ... if there's a show and the performer needs assistence, they apparently see a huge, red bullseye on my fore
head that I am unaware of.

Friday night proved to be one of those nights. We went to a tango show. And before I go on, let me clarify something... when it comes to dance steps, consider me hopeless. But oh no, the show must go on. And not just the show, but a competition. Amongst
actual Argentinians that grew up tango-ing. Whhhhhhhhhy me?!

Thank goodness I'd had a few glasses of that delicious wine. I owned that stage ... down to the very last drops of applause from the audience. My friends said I did them proud.
Winter is rapidly approaching Santiago. Mendoza, on the other hand, seems to be reveling in the fact that it's still balmy and bright. Saturday was a day for sleeveless top
s and shorts. And for bicycling a wine tour complete with 11 bodegas (wineries), an olive oil factory and a chocolate factory... which could spell D-A-N-G-E-R but proved to be good, clean fun.

I heart Mendoza. So much so that I'm taking my Mom for a long weekend when she's here for two weeks of language school in the beginning of November. My dad will join us in Santiago in
mid-November ... pobrecito, he'll miss out on Mendoza.

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