My sister invited me to join her tennis group,eight ladies counting me, on a wonderful girls trip to Napa and San Francisco, California. We began our journey on a Thursday where we flew into San Francisco and traveled into Napa where our first adventure began at Domain Chandon. The group, with the exception of me, likes Champagne and this place has some of the best. It was a beautiful setting and while they sipped on the bubbly, I roamed around and took some photos. After that we made our way to a lovely house we had rented that had a pool and backed up to a vineyard (can I just say really wonderful setting). My flight was very early and I was on central time, so by the time we made it the house, I was ready for bed. Since we had a full few days ahead, I did not want to begin sleep deprived. We had many activities planned including the rental of a limousine where we tasted at four different wineries – we determined driving would not be a good idea since we were all going to imbibe. Some tennis was played (this was a tennis group after all – I on the other hand don’t play. Again, some photo taking time for me). We shopped, we ate, a lot, and we drank, a lot. On Sunday we had brunch plans at a french restaurant in Yountville named Bouchon. While trying to decide on which dish I wanted, the server was telling us about the wine selections. My favorite wine is a Chardonnay and she described this one as having a buttery flavor and a hint of oak. Great! My favorite! I heard her say the wine was $25.00 a carafe. Wow! I thought, that sounds great. That is the perfect blend of flavors I like in a wine so I ordered a glass. It was so good, I ordered another glass. The food was a bit expensive, but I could see that on the menu. It was truly wonderful food. Then the bill came. Well, my hearing was off, because it was not $25.00 a carafe, it was $25.00 a glass – and I had two!! That is the most expensive wine I have ever had. And the worst part is I don’t even know the name of the wine so I can impress someone with casually mentioning I had a couple glasses of ????I Oh well, I was on vacation wasn’t I? When I got home and was telling my husband the wine story, I mentioned only the one glass. Sometimes he thinks I don’t listen well, and I saw no need to confirm that thought. All in all it was a wonderful trip, and I appreciated my sister asking me to tag along.