Sri Lanka Tea Travelogue in July・・・No.3
No matter how many times I visit James Taylor's tea garden, Lula Condera, I always feel special. This is the tea garden of James Taylor, who left Scotland at the age of 16 and spent his life in Ceylon from the age of 17. Lula Condela was raining. As expected, I thought that I could not go to the tailor's log cabin that I had to climb a steep slope this time. Looking at Mr. Ranjit's face, I said, "I can't do it." It was a grim face. It was raining heavily. However, after about 20 minutes of climbing, the rain stopped. However, this time the fog was so heavy that we could not even see 5 meters ahead. A few hundred meters on foot, there is a trace of a tailor's residence (log cabin). When I went there, the rain had stopped and it was covered with a light fog. How fantastic! It is an atmosphere that a tailor seems to come out of the fog. . . . . Then I headed to the tailor's seat where the tailor sat and thought of tea and hometown. . . Originally, it was a 180-degree panorama with a wonderful view of tea plantations, mountains in the distance, and jungle, but it was shrouded in fog. No one was looking beyond the fog without complaining. But strangely enough, I felt the wind on my cheeks, and suddenly the fog lifted, in just a few minutes. Like watching a movie, like magic, the sun's rays turned into spotlights as if a curtain had been opened, revealing tea plantations, jungles, and mountains one after another. . . Voices of admiration, voices of excitement, I don't know what kind of power it is, but I want to be grateful for something. The dramatic scene will fill your heart. . . . . It must have been Taylor who picked me up. "Taylor, I'm from Japan!"
