Sometimes you just get lucky. Sitting in a bar in the late afternoon with a fabulous view and an ice-cold beer, some ice cream with red wine, and some peach flavoured chacha, thinking about where to eat that evening.
And the storm clouds started gathering and the idea of dinner on a terrace was losing its allure. Better, we thought, to trek back through town now to the Pheasantstears winery and restaurant which was right next to our guest house.
Wine fantastic, meal ok, but then the entertainment began – entirely unexpectedly.
View from our balcony
Before that we were enjoying the (very small) town
Another monastery (of course)
Couldn’t resist a nun with a jet spray.