On a typical Spanish morning with the coast bathed in sunshine and a gentle breeze wafting through the streets, we arrived at the Hotel Fuerte Miramar. Finally we were setting foot in Marbella and intending to stay for more than a few hours. Having visited the town only once before, many years ago, and then for just a couple of hours, we wondered what we could expect.
I like wine – a lot. And my taste has been heavily feted recently with visits to vineyards in the world’s best wine regions. I visited many Stellenbosch wineries, took a tour of Bordeaux in France, a vintage Fiat 500 tour of Chianti in Italy and even a trip to a couple of vineyards on the island of Menorca. But one thing I hadn’t contemplated during all these winery visits – and over many a great glass of wine – was the fascinating histories and stories behind the labels. That is until I visited Stellenbosch.