Today’s newsletter finds you in the final hours of my trip to Napa Valley, one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever been to: a grand statement and not hyperbolic.
I feel like I say that a lot—attributed to my tendency to be easily delighted—but I’m already plotting my return. Three nights in Napa (tacked onto the end of a trip to Vegas to attend a BTS concert) was nowhere near enough time. The valley rewards those who arrive with a group of friends, a huge appetite, and a driver’s license, three things absent on this trip. I did visit three wineries, all intentionally different from one another, and left feeling thirstier to see more. There’s a reason my friend is heading back for a fourth visit. “There’s just so much to see, you’ll see,” she told me the day before I left.
At one point, I texted my sister that I felt homesick because it was simply too beautiful here. I stayed at the Auberge du Soleil, where you could easily spend an entire day doing absolutely nothing beyond lingering…