I came out of the plane into a blazing noon. It took hardly 60 seconds to cross the tarmac, go past the open-air conveyer belt which made up the single baggage claim, and exit Chandragadhi Domestic Airport. In that time my clothes became a sauna. I felt an insect race down my cheek and hit my hand. I looked. It was not an insect, but a drop of sweat. Continue reading Immortal Roots: 16 Days at the Kulung Organic Tea Farm