A tiny winey Spanish towny surrounded by verdant hills and streaming with joyfulness and festivity. Eat, drink and be merry with the locals. Head there at the end of June/start of July and you’ll be there for the huge wine fight (“Batalla de Vino”). We highly recommend visiting at this time and getting fully immersed in the madness.
Population: not all that many – until Wine Fight time when it grows 500% with tourists
Language: Catalán and Spanish
Surf report: Surfing in a sea of red wine, certainly! Or you can go rapid ramping down the river.
Cookie-cutter must see’s: feeling serious? Here’s the serious sights:
Bodegas Muga – 90 minutes spent learning about the historical origins of red wine: wine not? This popular Bodega (winery) offers everything from hot air balloon rides to private tours and wine classes.
Museo de Arte Contemporáneo de Haro “El Torreón” – check out the last existing remnants of the walls that defended the city of Haro way back in the 12th Century.
Lopez de Heredia – you’ll find a perfect mix of old and new at this winery, built by Zaha Hadid in 1886.
The alternative cool shit: feeling avant-garde? Here’s the Stoke choices:
La Batalla de Vino aka The Wine Fight – because walking up a massive hill soaked from head to toe in red wine is a damned good time, trust us.
Brush up on your Flamenco dancing at the street festivals – each night the streets spring to life with marching bands, live music, Flamenco dancers and crowds of many. Nab a spot in the front row so you have a good view of the dancers and copy their boogie moves!
Bar Pirolo – if you’re gonna drink at any bar in town, make it this bar. Decently priced drinks and delish bocadillos.
Under no circumstances does Stoke recommend: (nudge, nudge, wink, wink)
Getting your gear off at the top of the mountain after the Wine Fight – there’s only one way to get warm after being drenched in cold vino.
Jumping up on stage at a street festival – duck and weave the shoes that are thrown at you and let the drunken Flamenco dancer in you shine.
No seriously, Stoke does not recommend:
Rocking up to the Wine Fight without goggles – red wine in the eyes hurts like a bitch.
Hitting the town before midnight – the street festivals don’t kick off until super late so you’ll end up in an overpriced bar spending all your dosh trying to fight off sobriety.
Being extremely hungover the morning of the Wine Fight – unless you want to endure a tremendous struggle walking up the giant hill.