
Beer Flights: What They Are (And How Not to Accidentally Ruin Them)
Everything you need to know about craft beer flights from selection strategy to drinking order. Spoiler: there is a wrong way to do it.
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Everything you need to know about craft beer flights from selection strategy to drinking order. Spoiler: there is a wrong way to do it.
There's a fine line between 'experienced wine taster' and 'wizard having a moment'. Here's how to stay on the right side.

One will judge your choices. The other will share their glass. Here's how to spot the difference.

Moldova is what happens when 5,000 years of winemaking meets zero interest in moderation. Expect underground wine cities, unstoppable grandmothers and “just one glass” turning into a full-blown life event. 🍷

There are normal brewery tours. You know the type: “This is how hops work”, “This is our fermentation tank” or “Please enjoy this responsibly sized tasting”. Lovely. Educational. Calm. This tour is not that.

There are normal beer tours. Then there are beer tours where at some point in the evening someone says: “Wait…what was that in the sky?” Welcome to Ale-ien Encounters. Where the beers are real and the explanations are optional.

Every tour begins the same way. Polite smiles, cautious introductions and that unspoken agreement that everyone will behave like reasonable adults. Then the first drinks arrive and within about 45 minutes, the group quietly transforms into something far more interesting. Nno matter where you are, whether it’s deep in a Moldovan wine cellar or hopping between breweries in the US, the same characters always show up. Different faces, same personalities. It’s like the universe is running a very specific casting call.

I arrived in America thinking I understood the country. Then I encountered breakfast portions the size of garden furniture, drinks filled with enough ice to preserve mammoths and breweries serving peanut butter stout. Several years later, I'm still confused. And that's exactly why I keep going back.

Florida has world-class breweries, beautiful beaches and enough strange stories to keep newspaper editors employed indefinitely. After exploring the Sunshine State, I've reached one conclusion: Florida isn't a destination. It's a long-running experiment that somehow escaped the laboratory.

Christmas in Hawaii is deeply confusing. Santa arrives by surfboard, people spend Christmas Day on the beach and the biggest festive challenge is remembering to reapply sunscreen. After a week in paradise, I began to suspect snow might have been a marketing campaign.

Solo travel is about refusing to let a lack of available friends stop you having adventures. After years running tours, I've discovered that the people who arrive knowing nobody often leave with the best stories, the biggest smiles and several new drinking buddies.

Craft beer tourists will happily fly across a continent for a brewery recommendation, explore industrial estates in search of hidden taprooms and follow local advice into places that don't appear in guidebooks. As it turns out, these are exactly the sort of people you want on an adventure.

I've enjoyed craft beer in churches, beside giant roadside attractions and in buildings that looked one planning dispute away from demolition. After years exploring America's brewery scene, I've discovered one simple truth: the stranger the location, the better the story.

I flew 3,500 miles to Siberia to discover local booze and see the world's largest Lenin head. By the end of the day I'd visited Buddhist monasteries, met a remarkably well-preserved 99-year-old monk, received news that COVID was shutting borders and escaped on a six-hour flight fuelled mainly by warm water and mild panic.

Tipple Tours is known for wine tastings, brewery visits and discovering local drinks in unusual places. So how did we end up organising treks up Africa's highest mountain where alcohol was almost entirely absent? Thanks to Andre, Aloyce and an incredible local team, our guests conquered Kilimanjaro, discovered spectacular scenery and learned that sometimes the best travel stories don't come from the bottle. Although, judging by the celebrations afterwards, a cold drink at the end certainly didn't hurt.
America is weird. Beautifully, gloriously, inexplicably weird. We're talking about a country that has a museum dedicated to bad art, a town that elected a dog as mayor, and more "World's Largest" things than any nation reasonably needs. Our Weird America coverage explores the roadside attractions, bizarre bars, unusual museums, and genuinely strange destinations that make American road trips unforgettable. If it's odd, offbeat, or makes you say "wait, that's real?" — we're probably writing about it.
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