For two weeks now you've been listening to his music that makes you duck skin in a good piece. It's been a month since you let her voice caress your heart. You were in his concert in London and you always wanted to go to this concert but did not come out.

And next week it finally happens. There are already tickets, all the corners are closed, even the children have agreed to stay home. Next week you will be in Caesarea or in a different amphitheater and the whole world will wait.

Now reality begins. It's part of the excitement, but you know the mountains are higher on the way back.

So we have a suggestion that if the snake fish knew about it they would write about it as a song. Come on, extend your experience a little longer. Instead of driving back, calculating the miles back, and crashing into your reality like a pelican for a fish pond, you'll be invited to a night at Yama.

We are ten minutes drive between the vineyards in the moonlight, we have for you the perfect place to close a night of music in style, the most fun scenery to get up in the morning and the magic that will help you get back to the routine with a smile.