I was stung by a wasp & I'm never drinking bonarda again...the last statement will probably turn out to be a lie. We're in Menzoda at the foot of the Andes mountains, in wine country. This is the land of Malbec, other countries may claim that they have Malbec - they may be able to... Continue Reading →
la primera ronda de golf en en Argentina
It didn't seem too hard of a task to buy a travel case and pack my clubs, so why not take them with me to Argentina. There is surely some excellent courses to play there and they have produced one Masters champion (despite the fact he's currently in prison) so why not give it a... Continue Reading →
