Well, Wang Xi is not officially a tea man – he is actually a photography curator that my husband and friends hobnobbed with at the Angkor Photo Festival. But boy is he serious about his tea; so much so that he brings a personal stash with him wherever he travels.
On the first night I met him, he had brought some Tieguanyin along and shared a pot with me. However, the water was “not right” so he was slightly outraged it did not taste as it usually did.
He had lots of stories to tell about drinking an exquisite variety of tea from assorted mountains with assorted rich Chinese old men (sorry, my Chinese is poor so I couldn’t grasp all the details). But it sounded like drinking tea is a good way for him to connect with people, something his job requires him to do a lot of.
Wang Xi got a lot of insect bites in Cambodia and I gave him a spare bottle of Tiger Balm (I forgot to bring mine , ran into an airport souvenir shop which only sold them in packs of 6 just before boarding). As a barter, he handed over the rest of his tea stash.
I can’t wait to try them! (Of course, this does not help with the still-bursting-at-the-seams tea supply I have at home).
It’s always nice to meet a tea loving person abroad.