After walking who knows how many miles on Saturday and shopping and eating with friends, we got home around 9:00 that evening and were both just worn out by the days activities. It was the perfect occasion for jasmine tea. Oliver brought me back blooming tea the last time he was in China and I almost hate to use them because they are so special and I never want to run out of them. But I decided this was as good of a time as any to use them, so we both had a hot cup of tea and read in bed until we were overcome by sleep. It was the perfect end to a long, but fun, day.
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