Up In The Air

Where did we leave off? Ah, yes - the miracle of flight! It turns out that there are some miracles more miraculous than others. All journeys of any magnitude have their snags, or unintended diversions. It's fine; we'll just get that out of the way early to make way for smooth sailing.

Due to circumstances beyond my control (mostly), I am not currently in Barcelona, as predicted, but rather enjoying my friend Alison's couch in Manhattan. It happens. New York loves me and wants to keep me around. I get it. One could be forced into greater torment than an extra 22 hours in The Big Apple. Evidently, there is a Brooklyn winemaker with a tasting room open at 2:00pm and they are expecting me. Well, this is a working vacation.

Cross your fingers for me that my next post is from España. Por favor.