Nepalese Tea

I remember that day as if it were yesterday. My birthday this year, early spring, still rather winter in Germany. Saturday morning, I was on the train on my way from Frankfurt to Marburg to meet a guy I didn’t know but whose room I was living in. The weather was crispy cold – “frisch” in German, nothing to do with fresh in this case.
I’m not sure what I was expecting but what I got was a warm welcome and the best tea I had ever had in my life – hot, freshly boiled, just what I needed to get pleasantly warm. Oh, and a present! And a new friend who is here to stay, I hope :)