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Lukaschik Gleb

Festivity Drink: Inama Campo Del Lago Merlot.


Drinking of Campo Del Lago Merlot flashed me an image of piece of Bastille, which was seen in Musee de l’Armee. I was flabbergasted in the most wonderful way by that my eyes see a thing used to be a part of prison fortress. It was of stuff excited me there. I wish to return to Musee de l’Armee for everything. I want to move to past of France and I don’t want to look on ongoing France, which reminds of worst of revolution and I mean in rabble who robbed tombs of noble people.


I always have a drink respectively with a country which feast I celebrate while Bastille Day had Italian 2015 Inama Campo Del Lago Merlot with 14,5% from Veneto. I wanted that wine and I chose it, because, maybe, it’s bottle can become final, which I had as unfree man. I didn’t wish to cook in this time – a sausage, a stinky cheese and later peanuts made a festivity. Without any doubt, this wine would be a monumental to have with grilled meat though I’ve got wonderful time and I recalled La Marseillaise then, which listen three times. Fortunately, I didn’t forget about it. This melody excites technically. It endures to revolution, then comes, my favorite part, when melody takes quiet and touches soul by strokes “Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras Égorger nos fils, nos compagnes!” though it contains violence about tyranny which takes “our arms” and slit throats of “our sons” and “our friends”. And high notes to calling to fight return after that. However, song’s initial relation was to when France declared war to Austria in 1792. It was accepted as national anthem in 1795 and it stayed for four years until coming to power of Napoleon I who cancelled it. La Marseillaise was reinstated after July Revolution in 1830, but it was for very short time. This anthem was returned under Third Republic in 1879 and it didn’t changed after that.


Good saturation of black grapes in sniffing of bottle for which requires waiting for inhale and gone of needless sulfates. Drinking is full getting of serious merlot and it’s passionately lovable maturity. The last is what is wishful. Aftertaste has no pressure, I’ve got feeling of pleasant stroll in park.


I wrote on official site of Duomo di Pietrasanta and I didn’t get an answer since passed many days. So, I make an official statement: “I’m extremely regret that an incredible cathedral in Pietrasanta is getting shame today by that nowadays staff has only rude workers who never had idea about polite behavior. Therefore, I damn you all and I willn’t enter in that place until I willn’t get a respective answer.” No, I’m not angry. I feel excellent, because sometimes I wanted to write in the big book, but I was being halted by inner rejection. I came to thoughts there is no necessity for write this and I said everything about that. I wanted to put many strokes today, but I couldn’t. I repeatedly returned to conclusion that I expressed about these things. Every intention on writing drops after inception. If that happens, it logically means this is the end. I have the one question – which place of freedom will be written a final text? Nothing behind. I did everything. I made farewell to damnation. Ladies and gentlemen, that’s my last drink as unfree man.

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