I’ve read a few blogs and often find that entries can be long winded, self indulgent and /or written by women who wish they were called Carrie and lived in New York. But there are many benefits to writing a blog; the main and most important one is being able to let those people who care about Martin and I keep up to date with our whereabouts. The second reason is wanting to bottle just a little bit of this once in a life time, 12 month holiday.

So I’ll attempt to refrain from rabbiting on too much and keep it punchy (postcard length) instead.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

The Napa Valley region: Super-size me!



Martin decided to truly embrace American culture by hiring a beast of a car (an SUV, which apparently stands for Sports Utility Vehicle).  We named our white travelling companion Tony (the first track we heard when we switched on the radio was Eye of the Tiger, so a Frosties advert inspired name seemed appropriate).

We drove to the Napa Valley (which is a beautiful wine region).  To go with our SUV, we purchased a 6 man tent from Walmart.  We then had to break into a camp site, as we arrived after 7pm and reception and main gate were closed.  We did this by driving very quicky after another car, who opened the electric gate using a pin number.  When did camping get so high tech?

We befriended our camp site neighbours (two large American men, who were brothers).  They were even more thrilled than me to discover that they had the same tent as us.  They worked on the wine lands and enjoyed extra large cans of beer at 6.30am.

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