Friday, January 19, 2007

Day Eleven


The wine route. Paul’s sister Melissa joined the rest of the family for the Paarl wine route. It was overcast with scattered showers, a welcome change after the tiresome heat of Bain’s Kloof. Paarl means pearl, a round peak that when wet glistens like a pearl. We visited five farms on a drive similar to what Nappa Valley must be like. Our last winery, Fairview, is a goat farm and at the front is a goat tower with entertaining goats. The cheese tasting was as rewarding as the wine. We bought wine at all five places and left more than half of it with Paul’s parents because we couldn’t carry it all. South African wine is lovely, and they make great port. They aren’t allowed to call it port because of Portugal. If you like white dessert wine instead of red, try a jerepico or ratafia. Yummy.

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