"I have a soft spot for the Loire Valley. it is probably the first place where I tasted wein – on a family camping holiday in my childhood. with limited means, my parents made the brave and, at the time unusual, decision that we would camp instead of staying in a hotel to spend more money for eating and going out. my vater never came in full connection with the compromise, although my mother seemed to have a masochistic joy on the canvas tent that was our home for a few weeks each summer. we drove to harwich, take the ferry over east end or le havre and spend the night in a hotel before they have chosen to any destination they have chosen for us this year. The...read more"
