A Tea Addict's Journal

10 hours train ride and 5 nuclear power plants later, I’m home in Beijing.

One of the first things I did was, of course, to check out my teas. They’re fine… and smells good, unlike last time when I came back when the tea was obviously starved of moisture. This time, the humidity in the cupboard is higher, and I can smell the sweet scent of young puerh. Good… the bowl of water is still there… very low levels, but not entirely dry yet. It means that the tea is done soaking up the moisture and the cupboard’s moisture level is more maintenance than anything else. I don’t know the exact humidity, but I’d guess it’s not too low.

On another note — I am thinking of asking for the reactions to the samples I sent out after the weekend. Most of you have gotten it now, except a few of you with exceptionally lethargic postal service. If you could make time this weekend to try the teas, I’d appreciate it.