You’ll wander through Undurraga Winery’s historic park and working vineyards near Santiago, explore quiet underground cellars with your guide, discover Mapuche history woven into the estate, and finish with a relaxed tasting flight of reserve wines. Expect laughter, local stories, and that soft hush only old cellars have — it lingers long after you leave.
You can take Metro Line 1 to Estacion Central, then catch a Talagante-bound bus from Terminal San Borja (platforms 79-81). Ask the driver for Viña Undurraga; total travel time is around 40-50 minutes.
The guided visit lasts about 75 minutes (1 hour and 15 minutes).
Yes, a full tasting flight of reserve wines is included at the end of your visit.
Infants and small children are allowed but must sit on an adult’s lap; specialized infant seats are available. Minimum drinking age is 18 years.
Yes, public transport options are available close to Viña Undurraga.
Yes, service animals are permitted during the visit.
No lunch is provided; only wine tasting is included.
The tour involves stairs (especially in underground cellars) and may not be suitable for those who have trouble descending stairs.
Your day includes a guided winery tour (in English or Spanish), entry to Undurraga’s historic park and underground cellars in Talagante, access to a Mapuche cultural exhibition, plus a generous tasting flight of reserve wines led by a professional local guide before you head back toward Santiago or wherever your next stop might be.
“You’re going to want to smell this,” our guide Carolina said, holding out a glass just as the sun hit the rows of vines behind her. I’d barely finished laughing at my friend’s attempt to pronounce “Carmenere” (honestly, we all butchered it) when that first swirl of wine hit — kind of earthy, but there was something else. Maybe eucalyptus? The air was chilly even though it was almost noon in Talagante, and you could hear birds somewhere in the old park trees. I kept thinking how different it felt from Santiago, even though it’s only about 40 minutes away by bus.
The Sibaris tour at Viña Undurraga isn’t rushed — we wandered through the family’s park (those trees are older than my grandparents), then into the vineyards where Carolina pointed out which grapes go into their Syrah versus their Sauvignon Blanc. There’s this moment where you step into the underground cellar and suddenly everything goes quiet and cool; you can actually smell the stone and old barrels. I didn’t expect to see a Mapuche exhibition down there either — Carolina explained how the land belonged to them long before any grapevine showed up. That part stuck with me.
By the time we sat down for our wine tasting flight, everyone was chatting like we’d known each other for ages. The reserve wines were poured one after another — I tried to write notes on my phone but gave up after two glasses. It just felt better to listen to Carolina tell stories about harvests gone wrong or right, or how her uncle still helps with picking grapes every year. We left with stained lips, a little sun on our faces, and a bottle tucked under my arm for later. Still can’t decide if it was the wine or that feeling of being let in on an old secret — maybe both.

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