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October 13, 2023October 13, 2023

Wine Snobs

“Embrace your inner wine snob…go ahead and say ‘this Tempranillo tastes faintly of leather saddle,’ but don’t expects anyone else to know what you’re talking about…after all, they didn’t go saddle licking with you last weekend.” -from the website of Wine Snob winery in Glen Ellen, California.

Who would go on a road trip to California without a stop in wine country? Not us! But would we fit in with the wine snobs? We worried about this because we are not wine snobs. (At least I’m pretty sure we are not based on the fact that, though we appreciate a good glass of wine, we buy most of our bottles at Trader Joe’s) We quickly learned we had nothing to fear!

Ed and I , along with good friends and travel buddies D & L booked a lovely Airbnb in Kenwood, right in the heart of Sonoma Wine Country. The “Sonoma Valley Getaway” exceeded our expectations. The hosts left a bottle of wine and a personal note to welcome us. Not snobby at all! Best of all, the home was within walking distance of several wineries, so no need worry about who would be the designated driver. As long as we all remained in walkable condition, we were good!

Expect to pay between $25-40 a person for wine tastings in Sonoma Valley, but don’t despair! We found it perfectly acceptable to skip the tasting, buy a glass of wine, and go out to the patio under the trees and enjoy!

A glass of red win with a vineyard in the background — A lovely glass of zinfandel at St. Anne’s Crossing Winery (mostly gone before I remembered to take a picture)

We met several sommeliers ( a wine snob term for one who pours your wine-whoo hoo, listen to me now!) and found them to be knowledgeable and very friendly. One of our favorites poured herself a small sample of each wine we wanted to try before filling our glasses, then she announced “Oh, this one is good today!” Later she confessed “I’m a retired high school teacher. This is the best job I’ve ever had. “

It was 10:30 in the morning. I’m a former kindergarten teacher. I could relate.

The Wine Snob Winery (featured at the beginning of this post) advertises $15 tastings. Wine Snob is owned and operated by a fascinating young couple who are following their dream. They work with several vineyards to gather grapes, then make and bottle their own wine, design the labels, market their business, and run the showroom. Their motto is “you don’t have to be a wine snob to enjoy wine. You don’t need to use words like “velvety tannins” and “hint of lychee on the nose” to describe a wine. Your taste buds. Your rules. So don’t let the wine snobs get you down!”

My sentiments exactly! Cheers!

PS: If you happen to be a wine snob, no worries. You will be welcomed too.

A glass of white wine — A beautiful Chardonnay and a doggie friend at VJB Cellars

Threads of Thought

Have you been to California Wine country? What was your experience?

Do you have a favorite wine?

For the record: each wine we tasted in Sonoma Valley was excellent. Definitely a step above our Trader Joe bargains. This region of California is excellent for growing grapes and the winemakers here know what they are doing. Still not a snob, but I’ve been enlightened.

out of the crayon box book and wine glass

To find out how Debra (former teacher) became an author, blogger, traveler, and not a wine snob, get a copy of Out of the Crayon Box: Thoughts on Teaching, Retirement, and Life http://amazon.com/author/debravandeventer

(Pairs well with a bold red.)

September 27, 2023September 26, 2023

The Golden Gate Bridge. Who knew?

The author and her husband stand in front of the Golden Gate Bridge — We crossed that bridge (the Golden Gate) when we came to it.

The Golden Gate Bridge was one of my “must sees” for our California Road trip. I couldn’t wait to get there and was delighted when we went across three times before leaving San Francisco.

What makes this bridge so special? See how many of these facts you know!

Who knew the Golden Gate Bridge is the most photographed bridge in the world and is featured in many motion pictures?

When your wife is a blogger, you get used to her directing photo shoots, often yelling at the last minute or making you stop so she can get out of the car for the perfect shot. The first time we crossed, I kept telling Ed to slow down so I could get a picture. Fortunately, we found parking at the Vista Point parking lot just as we crossed over and the morning fog had lifted. If you go to San Francisco you MUST get your picture taken here or at some of the other vantage points.

Did you know when the Golden Gate Bridge was completed in 1937 it was the longest (1.7 miles) and tallest suspension bridge in the world?

So when I first saw the bridge I thought, “Oh, it’s smaller than I expected.” It looks so much larger in photos. But, there is only one Golden Gate Bridge and it is San Francisco, and once I learned a little more, I love it! There are bike and pedestrian paths along both sides and as you move along, you feel as if you are part of something significant. I got goose bumps.

Who knew the Golden Gate Bridge’s signature color (International Orange) was made by Sherwin Williams?

The bridge is constantly being repainted to keep it glowing. The bright orange color is one of the things that makes the bridge iconic, and it helps the structure stand out on foggy days. I wonder how they get it painted? While we were crossing, we saw a worker walking on the catwalk way, way, up high. Whoa! By the way, you can get a can of International Orange at Sherwin Williams. Just for fun you should go to your local store, ask for a swatch of International Orange and tell them you are going to touch-up a bridge.

crossing the Golden Gate Bride — Crossing the Golden Gate Bridge

You have to pay to go across the Golden Gate Bridge.

Electronic tolls are collected in one direction only-in the southbound direction into San Francisco (you can check in anytime you like-but you can never leave?) At the time of this writing our car will cost $9.75 and an invoice will be sent based on our license plate. Well worth the money and not even the cost of a gallon of paint.

Do you know how the Golden Gate Bridge got its name?

Nope, not for the area’s association with the Gold Rush. The name actually comes from the water, The Golden Gate Strait, that runs beneath it.

So there you have it. I’ll leave you with this:

“The morning fog will chill the air, I don’t care. My love waits there in San Francisco. Above the blue and windy sea. When I come home to you, San Francisco. Your golden sun(bridge) will shine for me!” (Music by George Cory, lyrics by Douglass Cross, sung by Tony Bennett)

Threads of Thought

Have you been to San Francisco?

What are your memories or what would you like to see there?

Read more from Debra! Get your copy of Out of the Crayon Box: Thoughts on Teaching, Retirement, and Life http://amazon.com/author/debravandeventer

August 5, 2023August 5, 2023

Traveling and Home Again

Why I Love Both

a blue teapot and cup and an open journal at home

“Traveling, it leaves you breathless, then turns you into a storyteller.” -Ibn Battuta

This is the quote that launched my travel-themed month of July on my Facebook page. Now that the month is over, and I have traveled over 4,500 miles (according to Ed) from Arizona, to Indiana, to Atlanta, to Orange Beach AL, back to Altanta and back to Arizona, I would like to amend the above quote to read:

“Traveling, it leaves you tired, and sunburned, and sandy, and five pounds heavier..and then it turns you into a storyteller. -Debra VanDeventer

I’ll admit, it felt good to unpack my bags in my own cozy corner of the world, back into my own bed, my own shower, my familiar foods and routines. To plant my feet on ground that wasn’t moving at 75 mph down an endless highway, hoping a bathroom was coming along in the near future. Why did I ever leave home in the first place? Well, may it’s because….

Travel Makes Memories

When I’m back in Arizona on a blazing hot summer day, I recall the quiet, shade of my family’s lakeside condo in the midwest, or the taste of an Aperol Spritz in Taormina, Italy.

When my granddaughters call to tell me about the first day of middle school or high school and I know summer is over and I miss them terribly, I remember sunset walks along the beach and gathering with family for fireworks and fourth-of-July bratwursts in my daughter’s backyard.

Or maybe I travel because…

Traveling turns me into a storyteller after all.

Battuta was right. One can’t travel without collecting stories. And for those of us who are writers, it’s our job to go out and gather stories and bring them to life, to bring attention to things that others may pass by, to cause our readers to stop and think or smile or make a connection. This is my passion. So then…

Why do I come home?

Frances Mayes in her book A Year in the World: Journeys of a Passionate Travelller calls it “The Riddle of Home.” She has made a life of travel, yet still desires home, the place where everything connects. I can relate. Home is where I ground myself, gather my thoughts, process my wanderings, snuggle in my favorite chair with a cup of tea and a good book, work on a sewing project, watch a perfect sunset over the mountains, rest, re-group. Write.

So for me right now, I need both and as long as I’m able I will travel and come back home and repeat the cycle often. (in fact, I’m heading out on a California road trip next month-stay tuned) Thanks for following along. You inspire me to do what I do. Happy Trails!

“Travel far enough and you meet yourself.” – David Mitchell

Threads of Thought

Why do you travel? Where have you been? What stories do you have?

Author’s note: As I was typing the title of the Francis Mayes book, I noticed she spelled Traveller with double (L) I have been spelling it with one. Who’s right? According to my research, both. Double L is the UK standard, one L is the US English standard. Interesting. Would any of my UK followers care to weigh in?

A teacher turned into a storyteller, writer, blogger, and traveler. The story begins here! http://amazon.com/author/debravandeventer

July 9, 2023July 7, 2023

Travel Tips From a Ten-Year Old

What I learned from Lillian

(Updated from the original post)

Last summer, my husband and I took a cross-country road trip with our granddaughter. A “Decade Trip” to celebrate her first decade of life. For a ten-year-old she proved to be quite a savvy traveler. Here are some things I learned from Lillian. You might want to keep these tips in mind the next time you are on a road trip:

Packing For Your Trip

When packing for your trip, create “outfits” including a tee shirt, shorts, and underwear, and roll them up together into a bundle. That way you can just pick up a bundle and , voila, you are ready to go for the day.
Glitter and chetah prints are always in style and go with anything.

At the Hotel

Ask for an extra room key. They make good souvenirs and you can put them in those little slots in your wallet (in case you are not old enough to have credit cards) Since you move faster than your grandparents, you will be in charge of unlocking the door when you get to your room.
Line up your toiletries on the bathroom sink so you won’t have to dig around to find them in your (cute) Vera Bradley cosmetic bag.
Take all the travel size soaps, lotions, and shampoos from the hotel and put them in your cosmetic bag for the next trip.
Be sure to check out the coffee maker in the room. Its annoying if they only have coffee packets, but you can always go down to the breakfast area and grab a few tea bags and some cream and sugar packets. It’s not necessary to drink the tea once you’ve made it (it usually tastes like coffee anyway), but you want to experience all the hotel has to offer.

Food To Go

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July 2, 2023July 1, 2023

Three for the Road

Finding stories on Life’s Highway

“Traveling-it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.” -Ibn Battuta

I was gathering stories on a recent cross-country road trip. Here are three short ones for the road.

Story #1 Boubon Water

We pass this iconic water tower each time we go back and forth to the Midwest. NO, it’s not full of Bourbon, though it seems to be a bit tipsy. The water tower is no longer in use, but still stands as an often-photographed novelty. So what’s up with this? I googled as we drove along:

Bourbon, Missouri, population 1,946 is on I-44 (old rt. 66.) It claims the distinction of being the only town in the United States named for bourbon whiskey.

When the railroad came through the area in the 1850s a settlement sprang up. A man named Richard Turner established a general store on his property to serve the needs of settlers and railroad workers. He imported barrels of a new brand of whiskey called Bourbon, and placed one large barrel labeled “Bourbon” on the porch of his store to advertise. Soon, the railroad workers were calling the new settlement Bourbon. The name stuck.

I wonder… If Mr. Turner had placed a crate of potatoes on his porch, would the town be known as Spudville? Tater Town? It just wouldn’t be the same….

Story #2 Sandra

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