
We continued northeast towards Myanmar to a town called Mae Salong, a village of Chinese settlers who cultivate tea. The lush rolling green hills were spectacular, especially as the transparent mist of cool rain hovered over the mountains.
We sat down at a local tea shop, sheltered from the rain. I spoke Thai to the Chinese woman who was eager to pour us all kinds oolong, jasmine, and local Mae Salong tea. We sipped hot tea in the rainy morning air.

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