Tomorrow I fly south to Provence. I’m meeting a few friends from The Vintage Club1 to hit the vineyards of Côtes de Provence, Cassis and Bandol, with hopefully a blast up to Châteauneuf-du-Pape. The plan is thus: Swim, drink, eat, drink, swim, drink, eat, repeat.
After seven days, and with a thoroughly marinaded liver, I then blast up to Paris on the TGV for a few days staying with an old friend, and celebrating the recent engagement of another.
This is probably the last guilt free holiday for a few years as I prepare to start my PhD proper (as opposed to the lab rotations of the last academic year) at the end of the month. I truly plan to disconnect, kickback and unwind. I cant wait!
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Alumni of The University of Bath Wine Society, aka serious drinkers. ↩
