Excerpt of the Month: Tea break.
Our climb to the Cader Idris begins in a luscious forest. While we are taking a break we are passed by a group of plucky old men, who berate us youngsters: “Not even out of the forest yet and resting already?!” Not much later it is our turn to pass them, clearly getting ready for a break of their own. “Gentlemen, only just out of the forest and resting already?” The oldest, with the unmistakable appearance of a lord, points at his watch and corrects me: “Tea break.” He takes a flowery porcelain teacup from his bag, followed by the saucer and a thermos. In response to our surprised looks, he says: “Don’t think we are fatigued. We are just upholding our culture. The empire may have fallen, but we still stick to our tea.”
Excerpt from Back to Snowdonia, about the Welsh national park.
