Isabelle’s journey comes to an end in Romania; where vine covered slopes meet the Black Sea. Having only recently joined the EU, the valleys of times past remain as yet undisturbed and Isabelle gets stuck right in, taking to the road in a horse and cart! What she finds is a real surprise. This is a country that adopted both its name and its love of wine from the Romans; where every Tom, Dick and Harry cultivates a vine and makes wine in his backyard. And yet, for all this lengthy history and affinity with all things grape, it wasn’t until 2000 that Romania actually made its first dry wine! As Isabelle finds out on this curious journey, modern winemaking here is in its infancy and yet has managed to produce some rather precocious wine.