If you’ve ever met me, you’d know I’m hardly ever at a loss for words. But for some reason tonight, I am. Or maybe it’s just a loss for new things to write about. The tasting rooms are busy right now, it’s the height of the season, but the vineyards are a watch and wait game. We may have some grapes ready for picking this week in some spots, while others we may be waiting until the end of October. It’s very sporadic right now. Thankfully, we’re receiving some nice warm weather. It should help everything along nicely.
On a totally different note, I’ve spent the last two days working behind the bar (which I love) talking with folks from all over the world. It really makes me want to travel, but it also brings back great memories of the little traveling I have done. Today I had a nice long chat with a couple from outside of London. We went to London back in 2005. I really enjoyed that city and I’m not a city person. I was telling them how I never felt like I was in a big city. All the little districts made it feel smaller than it really was.
And last week, I met a group of 8 from Ireland. We had a great time talking about the different places we traveled to when we were there. One of my top memories was visiting the Jameson distillery in Midleton.
For me, standing behind a bar pouring wine is a blast because I get to live vicariously through all the people I meet. It also reminds me of what a great place I get to live in. The town / area I call home is a travel destination for people from all over the world. It’s really quite remarkable. But I don’t think it’s lost the small town country feel. And I just hope that all the wine and the slower lifestyle will age me gracefully. Guess I wasn’t completely lost for words tonight.
More on the upcoming harvest soon.