Let it all hang out

let it all hang out

What do you get when you take a bunch of teachers wine tasting at the end of a rough term?
A slow, inexorable slide (well, maybe not so slow) into drunken debauchery. Well, maybe not too debaucherous, (spell check says there's no such word but you know what I mean) ...but drunken slide into something.....
...Silliness. And comradery.... and the sense of  freedom that drinking five half glasses of champagne in quick succession (with nougat chasers) can bring.


If anyone finds themselves near the JC LeRoux Estate with some time on their hands, a craving for sweets and the desire to get really pissed really quickly, go for the champagne and nougat tasting.

Names and faces are blurred to protect the innocents they teach. And because I might not have had the steadiest hand at the time.

Somewhere in Stellenbosch. 

This shot was taken from inside the hired van we used for the day. I'm amazed that any pics post champagne guzzling tasting came out, quite frankly.  We went on to do another wine farm and had lunch at some stage but the memory's a bit of a blur at this point.
It rained a bit. We ate. We drank some more.
And suddenly all the dramas and politics and clusterfucks of the term faded into insignificance.
We were bathed in the glow of achievement and sheer gratitude that we had made it out alive.

what teachers make












ETA- After working on this bloody code for the last three hours and exceeding my geek quota for the day I give up. How the hell do I get that godawful blue in the title post to GO AWAY?!!! J- do you know? The little bugger is sitting embedded in a wad of CSS that I actually thought I understood but is now total gobbledegeek. *sigh*
That colour is killing me.
Fixed. *g*