Tea Trails of Nuwara Eliya – Rolling plantations, colonial bungalows, and tasting sessions.

High in the central highlands, the air turns cool and fragrant with tea. Rolling plantations shimmer in shades of green, stitched by trails that lead to bungalows draped in ivy and nostalgia. Workers move with rhythmic grace, baskets swaying from their backs as they pluck tender leaves that will soon travel the world as Ceylon tea. You follow the journey from leaf to cup—sorting, drying, rolling—guided by tea planters whose families have lived on these hills for generations. Tastings are quiet rituals: observe the colour, inhale the aroma, sip slowly, feel the texture bloom across the tongue. Later, mist wraps the hills as you stroll through gardens alive with birdcalls and the scent of rain. Evenings bring warmth by the fire, a pot of strong tea beside shortbread and stories. Nuwara Eliya is not a place you rush through—it is a pause between breaths, a landscape steeped in calm.