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I’ll be of traversing the Wild Abroads in a few hours. I thought something strong and heartening would be in order.

Well, I say strong, but this isn’t really a strong tea, is it? It’s just the smoke that gives it the illusion of being strong. It looks, smells and sounds like a lion but underneath the smoke, it’s sweet as a fluffy kitten that likes to get its tummy rubbed.

In a moment of distracted lazyness, the water cooled off a little before I poured it on. It’s beginning to seem to me like no matter what the literature says, a large group of blacks, particularly chinese and flavoured, perform best in not quite boiling water.

Right here, what I’ve got is a mouthful of smoke and underneath a touch of caramel-y sweetness. Soft and smooth as velvet. Perfect.

Right. I’ll go and start finishing getting ready. I don’t know if I’ll have computer access much while I’m away, but I’ll return on the 18th, so I’ll see you all then. (and yes, there will indeed be an extensive trip report available upon my return)