I spent some time flicking through old photographs a while back and thought I’d share one particular excursion with you. So sit down, it’s time for a cuppa!
I love drinking tea, I’m rather addicted to it if I’m totally honest. I can live without most things, but a cup of tea?? Maybe not.
I’m often taken back to memories of a trip to Sri Lanka, probably 20 years ago now (eek!).
I was spending a week touring around Sri Lanka, visiting temples, nature reserves, an elephant orphanage and other wonderful sights before heading to the beach. During this tour we visited the old colonial hill station of Nuwara Eliya. A little bit of old England situated in the heat of old Ceylon. The countryside around Nuwara Eliya is breathtaking, there are tea plantations as far as the eye can see and wonderful waterfalls providing natural irrigation. We visited a plantation and it was like stepping back in time, the tea was picked manually by brightly coloured tea pickers, in the same way it has been done for generations – I could have stood watching them forever. The speed at which the pickers worked was quite impressive.
We were then taken to a tea factory, sadly I don’t have any photographs of that, maybe we were asked not to take any, I can’t remember now. But anyway, we were shown all the steps that the leaves took from being picked from the plants to arriving in our teapots. It was fascinating, you have no idea when you buy a packet of tea, the work involved in getting it to you.
One of my most vivid memories is the tea tasting at the end of the tour. We were assured that you really didn’t need milk for a decent cup of tea. Wow, it was the best cup of tea I had ever tasted! I can remember buying boxes to bring home for us and all the family.
Happy memories of a trip from long ago, but a drink that I still love passionately to this day. I’ll always make time for a cuppa!