The doctor called with my test results. It seems that I’ve come down with a mad case of Wanderlust. Ba-dum-bum!
Wine tends to be the reason for a lot of my travel. Sometimes I just want to hop on a plane to a tropical destination and drink beer and be lazy as crap. No winemaker visits, no car rentals and getting lost, no long days and longer nights. Don’t get me wrong, those trips can be exhilarating and have shaped who I am, but a girl needs a getaway and a beach every now and again.
Photo from my time in Cinque Terre, 2009.