Its funny how when I sit to write up a blog post I imagine a girlie narrator voice… you know like in the movies, with sighs, high-pitched expressions and vivid visuals of each word I type. But this isn’t a movie obviously, in fact these blog posts are the result of little voices in my head splurging out my kitchen escapades. The voices in this post however, are blurting out irreplaceable memories of one of the most exciting trip I had.
As I leaned over to look out the window; my eyes were bathed with the sights I had heard so much about; vast green landscapes, acres and acres of vineyards, scant buildings poking in the distance all encompassing a historic monument, a magnificence that was built in 1889. Continue reading