I’m English by birth and, as such, I think I have tea running in my veins. My brother, sister and I started young; drinking weak tea in our sippy cups and, to this day, a good cuppa is what we all run to for comfort. I even remember my Grandma giving tea (with milk and sugar!) to her dog and cat at tea time.
I expected the tea plantations of Malaysia to have an overwhelming aroma of tea, but I didn’t get that distinctive scent until we entered the processing plant where the leaves are rolled, dried and oxidized.
We drank plenty of tea on this visit but I wouldn’t say it was any better than my favorite Tetley from back home. Guess I’m just not a tea snob!
14. May 2012 at 5:42 pm
I love how green everything is! I have to confess, I hate tea, but this would sure be a cool place to see :)
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17. May 2012 at 6:47 am
Amazing picture. We didn’t ‘detect’ the tea scent in the air either, but we smelled the olive tree plantations in places like Spain or Greece or Tunisia. This was not a pleasant surprise at all…
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