The first time I set foot in Florence, I too felt the weight of giants. As a self-professed history lover, borderline nerd, I love going to cities that have extensive pasts. Whether they be good or bad. I think that history is our best teacher - you can learn so much from the scholars and artists that came centuries before you or I were even a dream in our parents' minds.
Sometimes, especially when life gets busy, it's easy to put the process of getting to know yourself and your evolving desires on the back burner. Bringing them back to the forefront can feel selfish - but I'll argue that it's one of the best things you could ever do.
Over this last year, I proclaimed Duvanera to be my ‘wine of the summer’. It’s luscious and bright, with hints of vanilla, plum, spice and oak. It’s a bold, well-balanced wine – perfect for any summer dinner party or to become a go-to favourite. And I don’t see that changing any time soon. Each vintage I’ve tried so far has helped me to fall further in love with this particular wine, earning it a permanent spot in my regular rotation.
The more places I’ve been – I’ve noticed that my perception of the world has changed. Like I said previously, it’s not as scary as it’s made out to be. As you meet people from across the globe, you’ll find that you encounter many more perspectives through many different lenses than you may have if you were to only stay in one place.