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Seems like it might work-by Oct 5, the fall/winter Wuyi harvest…

Seems like it might work-by Oct 5, the fall/winter Wuyi harvest will begin. We might be able to do a combination China/Taiwan tour.
Wuyi, said Mr Zhang, is the kingdom of the snakes and paradise of the birds. I ran into a nice snake just around this waterfall, and very loud birds and cicadas were in constant concert. I still haven’t found the Wuyi martial arts school specializing in swords yet. Well, that’s my kind of trip, but Wuyi is comfortably enabled for tourists now, so safe to bring folks maybe!

The university tea majors come to intern at Mr. Zhang’s farm but…

The university tea majors come to intern at Mr. Zhang’s farm but he refuses. They only have theoretical and book knowledge, he says; then they attempt to lecture him. ‘Even worse, have you seen the tea books?’ I said I understand the sentiment. I can not bear to look at the books we carry at our teashop; if we did, we wouldn’t carry them and there will be no tea books for sale. I am referring to English tea books. Most Chinese tea books are at least accurate, if only too superficial for a dedicated tea master like Mr. Zhang. The tea books in English, now that’s painful. The authors don’t even try to get close to accuracy before they race to write a book. But here I rant bitterly again!

It’s really important how the stems are understood, said Mr. Zhang, for example. The stems carry the water that pushes the flavor and aromas out to the edges of the leaves. If the leaves are not dried quickly and properly without breakage,the water in the stems swell and flood and have no where to go. Properly dried leaves allow the 走水 water exit to be successful, swelling the veins in the backs of the leaves. All of this is entirely by very attentive, experienced handling. Mr. Zhang has a different specialist at every stage of production.
The interns, he said, has screwed up every batch of tea ever made, because of thinking that book learning was sufficient, and no one has told them about vital procedures like water exiting. He does not allow them back.

On the one hand,it’s not what I am used to, usually staying at…

On the one hand,it’s not what I am used to, usually staying at farms with no plumping or bathrooms. On the other hand, now that Wuyi is made into a tourist attraction, these hotels are quite comfortable. For China standards, this is a 8 star hotel, since some of the 5 star ones are horrific. Definitely can take some of you on the next trip if all we do is Wuyi and Hangzhou. The remote farms I go are not for the faint of hearted or anyone who is slightly used to modern comforts. No, it’s not like camping. It’s like living in 12th century China.
But here at Wuyi this morning, few tourists, clear skies, crisp air, clean hotel, decor not gaudy, no one spitting, no trash in sight, nothing broken and scotch-taped up…I give myself permission to be comfortable for a few minutes.

Traveling in China, buying train or plane tickets, is more nerve…

Traveling in China, buying train or plane tickets, is more nerve wrecking than the stock market. Frequently, tickets are sold out quickly. There are simply too many people, buying online, lining up days ahead of time, etc. I have discovered the secret : buy standing only tickets. They are always happy to stuff you in.
That ticket will cost 1/3 of
normal. With the remainder, order lots of food, sit down in the dining car, and you’ll be sitting down, after all, with a table full of food.

Interminable wait times and long transportation between each place- today is all day traveling to Wuyi. Too early for harvest but that’s one popular and over crowded area once harvest begins in 2 weeks. Well, it’s been years. Time to see if I can get some good Rougui and Shuixian to replace the Big Red Robe/ Da Hong Pao. It’s market DHP anyway, hardly worth the price. Not a tea we are known for, but let’s see if anyone is doing anything interesting and not all the inflated market stuff. And no, not a fan of 金俊眉 Golden Eyebrows tea. Have yet to meet one that’s special.

Traveling in China is really, really strenuous. Chaotic, messy, unorganized, packed with people everywhere, systems that make no sense. Not recommended for anyone.

A lonely scene early morning in Shenzhen. Me, a tea set not yet…

A lonely scene early morning in Shenzhen. Me, a tea set not yet in use, a bowl of congee not yet on the table, tea water I will not be drinking, an ash tray I will not be using.
Tea water, like beer water, are terms we use to call restaurant free tea and China made beer respectively. Stuff that claims to be something but is just basically potable drinking water. Shenzhen is not a real city either. It was a created border city to HK. I was in a floating world of nothing real today.

Eating poisonous foods for dinner outdoors in smog choked dusk in…

Eating poisonous foods for dinner outdoors in smog choked dusk in Guangzhou. Moms of the world worry when their kids go to China and have to eat local food. Yet I don’t see horns bulging out of anyone or extra eyes growing out of foreheads? Preferable to invisible cancer cells. Good thing people drink tea nonstop or the 1.3 billion people in this country might all be dead or at least mutated… My day of restocking some teaware at the tea mecca was uneventful, which means, success. Sat and drank tea with a tiny antique dealer in the smallest shop (about the size of a single bed) featuring the tiniest items. Got a pair of rare seal emblem cups and intact pair of Gaiwan. Score. Found some shallow bowled glass Gaiwan perfect for steeping Lu Shan Clouds a and Mist. Another score. Got a collection of sweet tiny Yixing teapots of smooth brocade clay. Double score. Ore’s running out, any finds are good. Found a mad artist who talked like a fast moving unstoppable river, all about the various historical glazes of China. What a guy, what a shop; got some expensive dragon celadon gaiwans. I think probably only me and the river running mouth understands their value… When I got up in the morning today, I prepared myself for functioning as a half-wit. Half of my brain cells have choked from a stuffy nose from a bad cold, the other half choked from lack of oxygen in Guangzhou. Not too bad for being completely dysfunctional….

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