My life got a little bit complicated recently. I went on a trip. Every single time I take a long journey somehow it becomes my life journey. I always end up gaining a different perspective even if I wasn’t planning on it. Seeing my family in Israel and then meeting my best friend in Istanbul and sharing even more moments with my Turkish love – it all made me so confused. Before I left for the trip I had no doubt about what I want, I was so excited about my future and new career path. There were a lot of tears on my plane back to the US. I was watching a very silly romantic comedy and was sobbing really hard. Quite embarrassing considering that the passenger next to me thought I was crying because of the movie. Why I was crying? Well, a couple of things and it was defiantly not because of the romantic comedy. It is always sad to leave the people you love the most and who love you the most. Plus maybe not everything in my life should exist around my job. The fact is that my job will not be picking me up from the airport when I land, nor will it be waiting for me at home with a warm cup of soup and a glass of wine. I take that back, maybe not the cup of soup, but the glass of wine will be always waiting for me. It would just be nice to maybe finally start sharing it with someone.
My recent trip was really about everything except wine. Lucky for me, I still managed to discover something exciting and new. While in Israel, we drank only Israeli wine. As you all know I love bubbles and really can’t afford champagne as my every day dose, so I found a really great Israeli sparkling wine: Gamla brut. It’s a producer from Golan Heights, which is located in the northern part of Israel. I haven’t been there yet, but I will definitely make it my priority next year. Apparently, it is the most gorgeous area and looking at pictures of it on the internet, I have no doubt. Gamla is a famous winery in Israel, but so far I’ve only tried their bubbles. I will probably stick with them every time I go back to Israel. The wine was absolutely delicious. I know I say this all the time, but I mean it then I say it. Made by the champagne method and from pinot noir and chardonnay grapes, it was very much champagne like: crisp, bright, dry and simply perfect. I bought quite a few bottles to bring it back with me. That’s why my suitcase was so heavy (it’s just a lame excuse, my suitcase is always heavy). I wish this wine was available in the US. It cost me around $25 in Israel and I think it’s one of the greatest bubbles, by far, for the price. I can’t wait for my bottle to get cold. I had a long day of travels, so have to wash it off somehow.
Every single time I become vulnerable I get angry at myself for being weak. I hope you cry once in a while too. I have decided that my 2012 resolution will be finding time for a personal life. In order to have someone (I mean a male friend) to share a glass of wine with after a trip or a long week, I think I need to make it my focus. Not my day to day focus, but at least a focus in my head. My girlfriend and I were in the elevator in our hotel in Istanbul with an apparently gorgeous guy next to us and I didn’t even notice him until she hit me with her elbow. It’s just an example how it’s not my focus. But then again I was quite pre-occupied with thoughts about my very special Turkish male friend I saw in Istanbul. Unfortunately, I am always more attracted to someone who is not available than to what’s in front of me. I will have to change that. Meanwhile, I will finish my wine and cry a little bit more.