Good morning! I'm Mr. Bat, I fly, but I'm not a bird! In this room the nuns stored the wine they produced. Once upon a time this place was surrounded by greenery and vines were cultivated, then the grapes were harvested,the wine was made and was kept here in the cool. And I, or rather my ancestors, made sure that no strangers entered. Sometimes it happened that someone tried to take away some bottles. But our family of bats always managed to scare them away.
My dear travelers, do you think our excursion is over? Let’s follow Miss Lizard and hear what she is about to tell us.