Never having been to Napa, Sonoma, or Mendocino, and being of a certain age, I talked James into spending time there. I remember old Sunset Magazines that spoke of this place in almost mystical terms. Had no idea what we’d find.
In brief – we found nature at all stages
a bit of eco/Disney
tiny bits of museums
and, not surprisingly, a lot of wine barrels as viewed from my perspective
and as viewed from James’ perspective.
Topped off with hearty splash of good luck from the Parking Fairy. Somehow the front door was never far from where we were able to park.