The wife, my sister and I spent 12 days in Italy this year. I won’t bore you with a story like I did three years ago.

Let’s play a game.

We didn’t take pictures of every bottle of wine we drank, but I did manage to find these 15 photos. I honestly can’t remember how many we had on the trip. I’m going to blame my age, not the wine.

But let’s see if you can guess where we are by the bottle. I can’t. And no one cares about “your score.” Try to have some fun.

🍷 Guess where we are drinking by the wine label…
Bottle 1

Zoom and pan the photo if it helps. Then pick the city. This is the easiest question on the quiz.

Where are we drinking?

🍷 Bottle 2

That’s me. I’m not mad or drunk. I just always look like that.
That bottle is illegible at any resolution. Just guess. There’s no “wining” this “quiz.”

Where are we drinking?

By the way, I do the “crazy eyes” in photos, so I don’t have to try and fake a smile.

Creepy? Yes.

Fun for me? Absolutely.

🍷 Bottle 3

This is my attempt at a smile. HINT — the waitress in Rome was from “the South”, and we were following her recommendations. Think Puglia and Sicily only.

Where are we drinking?

People often ask me why I don’t smile… Here’s why.

🍷 Bottle 4

Ok this may be a drunk smile. Remember the waitress in Rome was from “the south” (Sicily not South Carolina).

Where are we drinking?

🍷 Bottle 5

You can’t read the bottle label in this photo — but it’s the same as Bottle 3. The Wife was little help — see that Diet Coke — that’s her.

Where are we drinking?

Bottle 6

That’s my sister. She’s not mad or drunk. She just always looks like that.

Where are we drinking?

Bottle 7

Here’s a bottle you can read. So you don’t have to look at my face.

Where are we drinking?

Bottle 8

Same shirt — different bottle.

Where are we drinking?

Bottle 9

New shirt. Completely different bottles and city.
I have no excuses for the hair.

Where are we drinking?

Bottle 10

Back to the crazy orange shirt and the crazy eyes. But this is a new city.

Where are we drinking?

Bottle 11

When people say “smile more,” they don’t mean me. Feel free to guess.

Where are we drinking?

Bottle 12

Ok. In this photo I might actually be drunk.
Crazy eyes and leaning to the right like I’m about to have a stroke.

Where are we drinking?

Bottle 13

If you thought I was drunk on Bottle 12 – check out this shit.

Where are we drinking?

Bottle 14

Same jacket, same city. Has that lady been following me?

Where are we drinking?

Bottle 15

There’s no label on that bottle. A couple of “guys/ragazzi” the “family knows” make it.
They call it “Valpolicella”.

Where are we drinking?

🍷 Final Score

Finished all 15? Click to see how you did!

Congrats or condolences for even reading this far. As you can tell, this is a complete bullshit quiz that not even the top expert in Italian wine could “win.”

But at least you got to see Pompeii, Naples, Rome, Florence and Domodossola the way I did. We went to Milan too, but we were hanging with Lynn’s family and probably too drunk to remember to take pictures of the bottles.

For those of you counting… that was at least 15 bottles in 12 days. And that’s definitely not all the bottles we had. Sure, sure they say there were 3 of us, but the Wife is no help, and the Sister is officially a light-weight.

We did do a little more than drink in Italy, but even if that’s all we did — it was worth it.