Heading Back to the Classroom for Wine School

There’s a bus system on Waiheke Island, but it runs on its own time, so I was running late for my first day of school. When I opened the door to the classroom, there were 16 people staring at me—I’d missed the introductions. There were two men from India, one woman from China, one man from England and another American. The rest were Kiwis, but from all over New Zealand. For some, it was their...