Friday, August 27, 2010

Day 7

(Posting delayed once again due to post-FL coma. Photos to follow after nap.)

Quick drive to Iron Horse, especially when GGP is telling stories.

Martinelli (fyi, Anonymous - this is NOT the oldest winery)
"Sarcastic and smells of cat hair" (Guest Blogger and premature exiter of trip) - unclear whether this remark may have led to the initiation of unsolicited political discussion by our wine pourer. although transitioning from gogo dancing to politics is usually a common segue.

"The wine is all big boobs" at Francis Ford Coppola Winery (according to Guest Blogger and premature exiter of trip)

GGP comments after eating football sized burritos:
"My sphincter is poking out."
"I'm peaking a turtle."
"Thanks for the tough love. I just dropped a piece of gum down my back. Don't worry, it's not the kind that melts. I just can't do a body cavity search right now."

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