Enough economics and politics because now is a time to take a break.
This was on a tea farm in Cameron Highlands. This is the reason why this blog was quiet for three full days.
p/s — since Boris (not Boris the mayor. It’s this Boris instead) commented on my Flikr site and said he wanted to check my blog to find out more about the picture, I am only compelled to offer more description.
These are firewoods for the furnace. Waiting to be sacrificed to transform tea leaves into tea powder, this is just outside of the tea processing plant. Our tour began from the beginning of the process where fresh leaves are left to be dried before further processing. As we moved farther along the processes, the smell of fresh tea leaves began to succumb the smell of real tea.
Tea powder was everywhere inside and I was kind of concerned how that might affect my camera. The heat was also slightly unconfortable, despite the fact that Cameron Highlands has a cool environment and that it had rained just earlier.
You liked that Boris?
Man, you have to visit Malaysia while I am still here. And time is running out!
