Sonoma

After a few hours we were all set to go and pointed our nose toward Sonoma, a last minute decision. Yay…wine, cheese, trees, vineyards, tastings, did I say wine. Yummy. The ride to Sonoma is amazing first the golden gate bridge a breathtaking sculpture marking the rise of the industrial revolution (my favorite era), followed by miles of vineyards and open space. Oh and by the way…there is a break right under the bridge. I’m all over it on the way back through. We were having way too much fun being dorks amidst the tourists and that continued for the rest of the day. Found a huge Salvation Army on the way and stopped in to see if we couldn’t walk way with our Halloween costumes that we would be sporting in San Francisco on the way back. You will have to wait to view the finished product. The pictures are just a taste.

We were a bit late in the day so had to work on finding a place to camp for the night. We decided after not finding a campsite close to the town of Sonoma that we would find the perfect open field and squat for the night and open that lovely bottle of wine under the stars. Love that Han has the same idea of fun as me. Found the perfect field up in the hills. Jumped a short fence and tucked ourselves in amidst the bushes. Spent the night staring up at the stars and sipping one of the best wines that I have ever tasted. A spicy Syrah with a sweet finish. The guys told us upon given it that if fit our personalities well. Maybe he was right. We told a lot of stories that night of growing up and all sorts of funny situations that we had found ourselves in. It was a special night for sure.

Hannah dead in her bed that next morning was awakened by the zip of the zipper and my gasp for air at the sight of pure beauty before me. The view would put any boutique hotel to shame. There was instantaneous scrambling for cameras. Feeling as though we were 6 again as we jumped through the grasses trying to remain semi hidden from the houses that we had overlooked the night before. The photo shoot that followed summed up how we felt at that moment. Suddenly realizing that we may overstay our welcome we quickly shoved our things in there appropriate positions and headed towards town to find the farmers market and see if there was a nice tasting that we could be a part of.

The farmers market proved a score as, always, grabbing fruit, olives, bread, and some nice cheeses for our picnic lunch that would be consumed on the grass at the vineyard. The vineyard that was suggested to us was open for appt only so we settled on the next tasting down the street, which was Endeavor. There we were treated with an exceptional tour mainly because the manager who was serving us didn’t want to be in the same room as the bachlorette party that was next to us. Score for us again. Little did he know he was going to be riddled with questions and now fully schooled in the art and trade of wine we are available for any questions you may have. Thank you...call us with questions. We enjoyed ourselves fully with a nice glass of wine enjoyed with our savories we closed the place. The manager Mike ended up treating us to a few empty wine boxes (we wanted to put food in them) our glasses of wine and a free tasting. I could get used to this kind treatment Thanks Matthew! Love you, Sonoma!