This past February, the impossible happened: I actually slept in Napa Valley. In fact, I slept seven nights and passed an entire week within the confines of these world-famous vineyards bracketed by the Mayacamas and Vaca ranges. While this may sound like the ideal getaway for a couple, for a Californian who lived nearly 15 years in San Francisco, it is a concept as alien as life on Mars, or a functioning US government which is sorta the same thing. I say this given that anyone who lives 1-1.5 hours […]
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