And… We’re off! Upon leaving Dijon we rented ourselves a car and I was dubbed honorary driver, mostly because I was the only one brave enough to attempt driving in a foreign country for the first time. I was a little nervous to start, but turns out… it’s just about the same as driving in the states. Well, except there aren’t oversized trucks to dodge and the French REALLY like to use rotaries- which I didn’t hate because if I missed our turn I could just keep on going around. After doing my best to translate what the navigation voice was telling me I pulled out of the parking lot and headed north to Champagne.
Alright, enough of all that history nonsense. Let’s drink some champagne already.
If the caves of Pommery weren’t heaven, then this place surely was.
Michael protested that I was spending too much time photographing the landscape, he was itching for a taste of the G.Tribaut Vineyard’s champagne.