As I made my way to from Napa to Sonoma County, I couldn’t help to feel giddy. I was in one of the most beautiful places in the county and above all it is the epicenter of food and wine in the United States. As I curved around the hills of the wine country, I noticed all the magnificent vineyards and couldn’t wait to reach the Chateau to taste my first glass of California Cabernet Sauvignon.
I started to descend down the hill when I suddenly began to sweat. Maybe it was the altitude, however I couldn’t be that far up. I was probably feeling a little nauseous from the twisting and spiraling curves on the road. Soon, I felt the blood draining from my face. “Well, that’s strange,” I thought. “Maybe the egg white omelette I ate this morning doesn’t agree with me.”
I drove past a small creek on the side of the road, I glanced out my window, it looked serene and picturesque. “What a beautiful drive,” I thought to myself, “definitely one of the prettiest drives I have ever been on.” Seconds later, I abruptly swerved my rented Chevy Malibu off the side of the road and flung open the door. And next to that picturesque creek, I gave up my breakfast.
Only I could get food poisoning in Napa, where the purpose of my trip had been to eat and drink my way through the valley.