The Grapest Hits of Moldova
Cabernet, Confessions and Chaos
But what Moldova does have - in barrels and old bathtubs in villagers’ garages — is wine. Glorious, golden and ruby-red rivers of wine. And guiding unsuspecting visitors into this fermented wonderland is none other than Tipple Tours, Moldova’s premier service for anyone who hears ‘responsible drinking’ and thinks, ‘That’s as real as a unicorn on a unicycle.'
Step One: Accept That Moldova Loves Wine More Than You Love Oxygen
- “Does this grape juice taste better fermented?”
- “Can we build a cellar the size of Belgium to store it all?”
- “How do we politely tell our neighbours we don’t drink vodka, thanks?”
Step Two: Embrace the Tipple Tours Philosophy
- Learning by drinking. You don’t “study” Moldovan wine; you let it wash over you until you’re fluent.
- Cultural immersion. One minute you’re sipping Chardonnay in a 15th-century monastery; the next, you’re helping a farmer’s auntie tread grapes in her backyard vat while she tells you her son-in-law is useless.
- Balance. For every five glasses of wine, Tipple Tours makes sure you also get bread, cheese and a folk dance lesson you didn’t ask for.
Step Three: Expect Shenanigans
Step Four: The Stages of a Tipple Tourist
Every guest on a Tipple Tour goes through the samefive stages of Moldova Wine Enlightenment:
- Skeptical: “How good can Moldovan wine really be? I’ve never even seen it in my local supermarket.”
- Intrigued: “Okay, that Fetească Neagră is actually amazing. And cheap. Suspiciously cheap.”
- Converted: “Why does no one know about this? Moldova is the Beyoncé of Wines and the world is asleep!”
- Tipsy Philosopher: “Wine…is not drink. Wine…is life. Moldova…is universe.”
- Souvenir Hoarder: You buy so many bottles at the airport duty-free that your suitcase squeaks when it rolls.
Step Five: Revel in the Quirks
- Underground cycling tours. Because nothing says “safety first” like tipsy pedalling through 80 kilometres of damp tunnels.
- Giant wine bottles on roundabouts. Forget traffic lights. Moldova guides you by Cabernet.
- Folk musicians who never stop. At some point during dinner, an accordion player will appear out of nowhere and refuse to leave until you’ve clapped your hands raw.
- Winemakers who look like retired philosophers.Bearded men in flat caps who stare at the horizon before solemnly declaring, ‘This vintage…is like life itself. Bold, unpredictable and, erm, best enjoyed with cheese.’”
Step Six: Realize You’re in on the Secret
Extended Traveller Archetypes: Which One Are You?
Tipple Tours guests usually fall into one of these categories:
- The Enthusiast: Wears a wine t-shirt. Carries tasting notebook. Pretends to spit into the bucket at first but abandons that quickly.
- The Oblivious Friend: Only came because someone else booked the trip. Shocked to discover Moldova is not, in fact, a city in Russia.
- The Instagrammer: Spends 45 minutes trying to balance a glass of rosé against a rustic wooden fence for the perfect shot. Drinks warm wine afterwards.
- The Historian: Knows obscure facts about Soviet collectivized vineyards. Occasionally cornered by guides who fact-check them with alarming precision.
- The Lightweight: Asleep in the minibus by 2 p.m. but somehow rallies for dinner toasts.
- The Daredevil: Will drink anything poured into any container. Once mistook a jar of pickle brine for white wine and didn’t notice.
Step Seven: Book the Damn Tour
Because life is short. Wine is eternal. And Tipple Tours is waiting.
So, bottoms up. Or as they say in Moldova: Noroc! Book your next tour here.