It’s the dampest place in the world. Scorching sun by day and freezing by night. I couldn’t work out why it was so damp everywhere, then I realised was in a cloud.
Nice tea though, oh so much tea.
The Happy Tea Plantation is the place to be. ‘Aunty’ runs the cafe just before the entrance, she sells knocked off tea, which she neatly wraps, and arranges a taxi down the mountain. She has a great system, she rips off the driver for 50% of the fare, rather than ripping off the hapless tourists who show the determination to make it up the bloody mountain.