They say home is where the heart is and my heart is in South Africa. When my time comes, scatter my ashes in the vineyards and let me roam this beautiful place forever.

Before moving to South Africa, I’m pretty sure you couldn’t fill a shot glass with what I knew about wine. Over the last year, however, I’ve learned a lot and I’m starting to notice I’m developing a little bit of a wine snob in me.

The darkness of winter is fading, but the darkness of loadshedding is not. Spring has come to South Africa and that means warm weather, white wine, and coming out of our hibernation.

It’s been one year since I moved to South Africa. So much has changed I sometimes don’t recognize myself.

Somehow, in spite of eating and drinking my way through the Western Cape, I’ve lost quite a bit of weight since I arrived…