The end of our "Grape Day" was at the Grape Festival, held every two years in Caxias do Sul. Beautiful, suculent grapes of many different hues hung on display behind glass. Many had names of women. In one pavillion there were free grapes for everyone, the only rule being: "No grapes can leave this room!" For some reason, I couldn't eat very many. It was a wonderful, grapey day!!!!!!