I was extremely surprised when I received an e-mail inviting me to a "tryp" to Portugal. At first I thought it must be spam, but decided it was worth another look.
We would like to invite you on a trip to Portugal.
I had to read that line two or three times to make sure my eyes were ok. I think showed it to my fiancée (oh did I mention that yet?) and she laughed at the spelling and then got excited. "You are going to Portugal? Without me?!"
And now it is several weeks later and here I am, at the Yeatman Hotel in Oporto.
I may do this in several different ways, depending on time allowance and my level of inebriation. I may do a day-by-day recap every time I get back to my hotel room, or I might save it all up for one longer write-up later. All I know is, here I am, and I am really looking forward to traveling along the Douro river valley and tasting some amazing Portuguese wines.
If you have any questions you would like me to ask on this trip, let me know. I will be visiting many wineries and tasting whites, reds, and ports, I am sure. I do not know if I will ever have another chance to be so close to Portugal's winemakers, so ask up! And I'll report back what I find out.
It's like the lamp post from Narnia...
