I don’t do nearly as much drinking as my blog might lead you believe. I actually do a lot more writing and reading about wine that I do drinking it. But, I do my fair share and I’ve learned that sometimes you must be open-minded. Sometimes you have to be vulnerable, try something new. Look at things a bit differently, especially when you are on a trip.
When you travel, you are putting yourself Out There. For real. You are off the plane, exhausted and dirty, consider your bad side exposed. You drag behind you everything you have in the world, in a suitcase you haven’t seen for hours and have no idea what it experienced in the hold (seriously, have you heard about oysters & sheep on the airplane?). Getting a cab or train in your native language can be worse than Algebra II but now everything is in French (or German, or Portuguese, or Dr. Seuss). And the jet lag, glory be to a nap right about now…
See, you need a drink. Here’s some passages from my notebook that might make life easier. Thanks to the gorgeous and talented VinePair, for welcoming me as a contributing writer. Please like, share and follow along like a good girl (or boy).
Drinking wine in France reminds me of eating lobster in Maine. For many Americans, French wine and lobster mean white tablecloths, snotty staff and confusing methods – Oh, and wallet-busting expensive. But the reality is drinking wine in France or eating lobster in Maine is practically effortless. And, delicious. Of course, delicious.
The full article contains no sulfites and can be found on VinePair here: What You Can Learn About Wine From Drinking With French People.