We've really been doing this for two years already?
Lately here in Okinawa with our ocean views and intermittent bimonthly pseudo typhoon breezing through, I have been missing a proper fall with orange foliage and crisp air. I find myself thinking about our honeymoon often.
We escaped to Napa Valley in November 07 for a quick glorious getaway of pasta and fried olives, wine drinking, bike riding and wine drinking at the same time, and grape stomping of course...
We stayed at a cozy Victorian Inn called La Belle Epoque, the kind of place where none of the in-room appliances work, but you don't care because they turn down the comforter at night and sneak in fresh baked cookies and port for a bedtime snack. (I'm totally stealing that idea and treating house guests to the same, if you ever come to visit)
Each morning, we woke to gourmet breakfasts, which were brought to our room in an antique Chinese wedding basket. I loved opening each layer and feeling surprised, and I am also totally stealing this idea if I ever open my own B&B some day.
In the late afternoons, we were invited to wine tastings in the cellar. We had to stoop to enter the small door, but once inside we sat and talked with the other guests and the owners, a lovely British couple for hours. Sean got along so well with them in fact that they generously presented us with a nice bottle of wine as a wedding present.
In addition to visiting some of our favorite wineries on our own, the highlight of our trip was a dual purpose Bike riding and wine drinking tour, which I highly recommend if you plan on visiting this area. Great fun to ride around and enjoy the scenery, while stopping at vineyards and sampling wines along the way.
I have always wanted to stomp grapes... and for some odd reason, I was the only person. Am I a little strange?
On a side note, they did make me disinfect my feet before plopping myself in. Here I am having fun sloshing around, but I was secretly afraid the whole time I would slip and fall in the vat of purple sludge.
Here I am pretending to drink a glass of wine and drive the tractor... what fun, but they probably didn't appreciate me climbing on their equipment.
Sean with a late afternoon wine grin... this photograph was taken at our third winery and we needed some time to gather ourselves before hopping on the bikes again for the ride back.
Such a nice afternoon and honeymoon. Some days I can't believe that two years have passed since then...
So friends, I want to know from you-- where did you honeymoon? Any special or funny memory to share? If you're not married, what would be your dream honeymoon?
Don't be shy! Jump in...