I didn't know I would work in wine when I was unpretentiously drinking txakoli in Basque Country, or when I was sipping on port in the Duoro Valley. I still didn't consider it as a career as I meandered through the rolling hills of Beaujolais, or swirled glasses of Tempranillo in Rioja.
The idea started to sneak up on me while drinking gruner veltiner in the Austrian Alps, a little more while sipping on teroldego in Trentino, it almost clicked over pet nat in the loire valley and jakot in Gorizia. It all really fell into place when my good friend, wine expert, and travel buddy extraordinaire took me on a wild ride through the Adelaide Hills in Australia, opening my eyes up to the possibility. Since then I've left my job in the corporate world to work in wine full time and I haven't looked back since!