Well it started so well, barging in front of the singer Mick Hucknell (he is involved with a vineyard in Sicily, apparently, unusually not making white wine, simply red. Sorry!) to get through customs and Neb charming us a Hire Car upgrade to a weird looking Renault four by four. We hit the Autostrade in good spirits, head and shoulders above the Fiats and Maseratis. It is about 200m from the airport to the industrial estate where the behemoth tasting is held, we managed to cover about 6kms getting to know the local area first.