‘Today will be very long,’ Arthur warns as we drive inland to Bogawantalawa, near Hatton, otherwise known as Sri Lanka’s ‘Golden Valley of Tea’. He’s right, but we’ve no complaints for as we climb high into the hills we are greeted by the astonishingly beautiful landscape born out of the world’s devotion to the daily cuppa. Set at 4,000 feet, the hills here are a luminous green embroidery of neatly arranged rows of tea bushes. Their lush leaves create an air of permanent spring that is complemented by a decorous tableau of misty lakes, peaceful woods, Victorian churches and grand 1920s bungalows that are now guest houses.
Book one of the four run by Tea Trails and you can take dreamy walks through the tea plantations,have a green tea bath, eat pears poached in cinnamon tea – and learn so much about
this lucrative leaf it may well change your life. I’ve not touched a grotty old tea bag since.
Read More: Marie Claire Nov 2011