Have you ever been to a tea festival? Have you ever heard of a tea festival?
Well, neither had I until today. Thanks to one of my very best friends, I had the opportunity to travel a little bit south of Houston today and attend the Houston tea Festival.
The tea Festival was held at a hotel near the Johnson Space Center. I have never been to the Johnson Space Center either, but I now have a reason to go back to this part of Texas.
There were a lot of people there, including the driver of this car and owner of this bumper sticker.
Based on all of the dirty Subarus in the parking lot, I was eager to get inside and check out all of the funny free spirits lurking about. I joked that the tea festival might just be a cover up for some kind of fun illegal drug operation, but turns out I was wrong. It was a seriously legit festival of tea.
Our wait in line for tickets was both long and lively. We chatted up a couple of ladies behind us. We talked about the perils of growing up in organized religion and the humor of Sunday school, bible study, and priests who were too hot to be priests. Turns out, female parishioners from every religion have eyeballs, and occasionally, there exists a religious leader who could easily put down his Bible and pick up a leather vest to make serious money entertaining the ladies, if you catch my drift.
However, I realize that you might not catch my drift, so to be clear, we talked about preachers who were handsome enough to do things other than preach, you know, like modeling or stripping. My friend and the ladies behind me had personal knowledge of such gentlemen. I have to admit that there were no such gentlemen at the church where I grew up.
I always have the most odd conversations with strangers; I swear.
Back to the tea…
The first stop was the matcha tasting experience. I call it an experience because we also had the chance to make origami pinwheels. We were given a choice of several different origami projects and the pinwheel was supposedly the least difficult. I asked for something lower than level 1, but the instructor either didn’t hear me or thought I was joking. I wasn’t joking. My pinwheel was cute but completely non functioning.
My friend’s turned out cute and it worked better.
Next, we got to sit down and try the matcha. The instructor showed me how to use the bamboo whisk to make foam. I was decent at it and she enthusiastically said GOOD twice.
The tea came with a tiny cookie, which I arranged to photograph with my pinwheel and another piece of origami, a hat, that a delightful young instructor gave me.
Next, we went to the main area where there were tea purveyors and a terribly unfunny comedian / yo-yo dude. We found out that the poor guy works for free and was reprimanded once for taking off his shirt during a performance. I felt kind of sorry for him after learning that he is both unpaid and must remained fully clothed.
I bought this magical tea, because who can resist magic?
On the way to lunch afterwards, I got this video of the aircraft outside of the NASA area .
What a nice day!
And I didn’t have to write about soap again today!
Until tomorrow my friends…