After close to 5 months now in England, I am on the verge of becoming a tea-addict. I currently don't crave it non-stop but the thought of having a "cuppa" gives me a smile and when I do drink it down I feel warm and tingly inside.
After getting up for a class at 8:30 (I'm auditing Children's Lit), I have already had 2 cups and anticipate I will have another 3 by the end of today as Thursday is Meeting Hell day.