Barolo

We left lake Como without any accommodation for the night but had our direction planned. We headed South West on the autostrada (cruise control holding us at a steady 120km/ph, 10 less than the limit) past Milan and down to Alba before heading towards the close by Barolo. This is up there with one of the best wine regions in the world apparently and you could see why as you made your way through the windy roads surrounded by several hundred year old red wine vines. Green hills scattered with quaint little towns. We spent an hour or so driving around and pulling into any Agriturismo (farm accommodation) we drove past. We lucked out a bit and the weather fast became poor so we pulled over in a town called La Morra. As the rain got heavier we found a wine bar and dived in. The nice old fella there pouring the drops sorted us out with some accommodation for night and a glass of local Barolo red excellence.

 After knocking that down the hatchet we headed down the road to our farm accom for the night. The old nonna didn't speak a word of English or understand it but luckily our Italian had improved greatly by this point so she showed us to our room and then plated up some meats, cheeses and wine for us. That night we travelled the short trip back to Barolo and ate at a little restaurant there. Very handy feed as we had come to expect. The next morning we woke to  a surprise. It had snowed all night which is very unusual for April. We packed up the car and headed for the coast leaving the snow peppered hills of beautiful Barolo behind. If you love your vino this is a place you could spend a week easily. Maybe with a bike.