This is how you go to the teahouse in Wuishan in the morning, because the original plan (to make a trip to the protected Wuiy Park and start in the countryside) failed due to heavy rain…
Eventually, after 10 hours, you’re there anyway, having tea in the dark with a monk (who has a Cohiba cigar in his mouth) amidst the rocky tea plantations and eating it with spicy bamboo.
Meanwhile, you’ve visited a private tea institute that, apart from tea specialists, is only visited by presidents and prime ministers… You happen to come across 1 of the 12 “certified” tea masters who can process the typical Wui tea… And after touring the tea archive with hundreds of kilos of tea, you will actually have it with the master. And that’s thanks to Taiwan’s only fragrance and scented stick expert… You just can’t make this stuff up!
As if that wasn’t enough, in the darkness of Wuiy Park, you’ll walk along stone paths and bridges of concrete pilings (with only the river in between) back into town for dinner…
Finally, a report from a high mountain monk on how much his Rougui [jouquay] tea costs (for us, the 3rd grade for the day):
I don’t know its price – I don’t buy tea, tea is for drinking…
