Ooh, today is cold- very cold. What with all the rain and wind blowing
about… I can’t stand temperatures below 27°C and this is 13°C! But luckily, all of my classmates and I are now back in the hotel and
I have a delicious cup of hot Milo keeping me company as I am typing out this blog
entry.
Flash back about 5 hours ago (at 1.30pm), it was still nice and sunny
and we were waiting in the lobby for the bus to pick us up. The reason for this
trip was because our IS (Interdisciplinary Studies) lesson for today was a Tea
and Purple Pottery Culture visit.
The place we went to
The hostess explaining the origin of teapots
Me pouring hot water onto the tea leaves
Yi Heng pouring the tea into the serving teapot
Samuel serving us tea
While we were taking turns to serve the tea, the hostess told us that by changing the number of fingers we used to tap the table with while we were being served tea, we could subtly indicate different orders. Tapping on the table with your middle finger indicates that you only want your teacup refilled. Tapping the table with your index and middle finger (at the same time) means that you want to refill the teacups of yourself and your spouse. And if you wanted the person who was serving the tea to refill the teacups of all those sitting at your table, you had to tap the table with 3 fingers, your index finger, middle finger and "ringman" finger, at the same time. This was an interesting topic of tea ettiquette to learn about.
Although the tea is freshly brewed, I found the tea rather bland (to my
taste) and did not enjoy this tea-tasting session very much. To be frank, if my
tea doesn’t have any milk or sugar in it, then it isn’t really my cup of tea
(metaphorically speaking).
Once we were done sampling the tea, we could browse around the tea shop
for tea, tea sets and even statues that are meant to decorate the tea set so as
to make it look more interesting. Some of my classmates and lecturers bought
glass or ceramic products, or tea. I sincerely hope that they can carry these
fragile goods back to Singapore without breaking them.
Just as we were about to leave building, we realized that it was raining
and had to run over to the waiting bus. Fortunately, my jacket was quite thick
so I had no worries about getting my head wet. But still, it isn’t a very nice
feeling to run in the cold rain. In about half an hour’s time, the bus reached
the hotel and we promptly retreated to our rooms.
And flash forward a few minutes and you’ll find me telling you to flash
back 5 hours again… That’s Déjà vu, so you might want to avoid flashing back
again.
Well, I think that just about wraps up my day today. Goodbye dear
reader! Stay warm!
I Y Hot Chocolate!!!
Marianne
Author’s note:
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