Karen Blixen's book begins with her saying she had a farm in Africa, at the foot of 'Ngong Hills. Well, I also lived in Nairobi, for twelve years, and my house was near a coffee plantation, but it was not mine. Not far from where I lived, soft rolling hills where constantly shining of vivid, beautiful green. That was not coffee, whose color is given by the red of its beans, but beautiful, vast tea farms. As a matter of fact, Kenya grows the best tea in the world and its leaves are almost always used as the basis for all other blends of tea we normally drink. The photo here shows a small portion of one of those plantations.