OD-ing on tea at the Melbourne Tea Festival

I asked myself a question recently; a question that every human being really ought to ask themselves at least once in their lifetime:  is it possible to drink too much tea? The answer to this essential question is: yes, but only in extenuating circumstances.  An extenuating circumstance might look a little like this.

Recently, I forsook my Sunday morning ritual of porridge and yoga and negotiated weekend public transport to arrive at my very first ever tea festival at 10am, sharp.  At 1.30pm, I staggered from my first ever tea festival, with a belly full of tea and very little else.  My teeth were gritty and coated in tannins, my mouth was dry and I felt strangely jittery. I had spent three and a half hours solidly tasting tea. That is, undoubtedly, an extenuating circumstance. And I loved every minute of it.

For those who’ve never had the pleasure of visiting a tea festival, let me describe it for you.