July 14th - Bastille Day, with over a million people celebrating on the Champs-Elysees, and no doubt a similar number at home for Dad's birthday. Appropriately enough, though, I spent the day in the Barossa Valley, South Australia, one of the country's premier wine-producing regions. Iain and I travelled up in his green monster of a car for an afternoon of tasting (not without a near burst tyre and an emergency stop at the garage).
We arrived at about 1 in the aftrenoon, and checked into the Bunkhaus, in Nuriootpa, and set off on our hired bikes to check out some wineries. The first stop was the world-famous Penfolds winery, then we managed to get round about 6 others by 5 o'clock. Including Stanley Brother's, whose motto was: "Life's too short to drink bad wine"!! Top stuff. We then retired to the hostel with a couple of bottles of plonk, where we gorged on pizza in front of the real wood fire. Great stuff.
Next day we headed back after making some choice purchases, and in the evening I met up with Carl and Kerry whom I used to work with at Sprowston Manor in Norwich. They took me out for a fine dinner in North Adelaide, and paid the bill. Couldn't complain!
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