Wednesday, January 13th
We will pick up the story a little before 10AM. I am literally putting on my hat, about to step out for the day when I receive a Txt. I don’t recognise the number, but I think I know who its from. The text read.
“ On the train to central!! “
Now I defo know who its from. The boys are back in town, and ready to put a hurtin’ on some Marijuana! ( Sorry TC

)
The boys in question being LiquidSwords and Red Eyed Indian ( who I have met before ) , and of course, the rest of the crew ( who I have not ).
Picture, I took en route to Dampkring.
We had arranged to meet in the Dampkring 2 on Harlemerstraat. But When I arrived, the Dampkring was still shut, so I popped over the road and into
Popeyes. I bought a
gram of Bubblegum for € 8 and a cup of tea.
Picture of the Bubblegum.
I threw the full gram into a silver rizla, and lit it up while constantly watching the street outside.
While smoking this doobie ( O.K, burned fine, was smooth as hell, but lacked the sweet, sweet taste a good bubblegum should have ) An elder fellow, and his partner opened the door to popeyes, I think, with the Intention of having a coffee. However, upon realising that The Indian fellow ( Owner ? ) and I were both puffing on big fat reefers, they turned right round and hastily made a retreat along the street.

I swear, the owner and I were in stitches. A matter of minutes later, a large group of Lads walked past Popeye’s front window. I spotted R.E.I. straight away, then Liquid Swords. Instead of running out of the shop like some adoring fan

, I instead, calmly finished my brew and nicked the BG spliff I was, by now, enjoying very much.
I gave it a few minutes, then I left and ambled along the Street to Barneys ( guessing that that’s where they were gonna be. )
Before I had even got down the few stairs and into the shop, R.E.I was over shaking my hand as if I were a long lost friend. He introduced me to Sol ( I hadn’t met Sol before ) and before I Knew it I was surrounded by 9 East London Stoners all offering handshakes and names. By this time I had lit the bubblegum spliff and passed it on. Then, bounding out of the crowd, with a smile wider than the Atlantic, and clutching a bag of herb of course, came LiquidSwords. Immediately after exchanging pleasantries, I pulled out the bag of pre-rolls, and dug out the HGF cheese number.
“ Here, light that up, its not pure, but its damn near it! “
I think that spliff was well received.
Now, I had been in the shop for 5 minutes or so, and hadn’t bought anything yet. Feeling a little guilty, I bought a coke, and settled down at the Table with Sol and R.E.I. Sol had bought the Vanilla Kush, and passed me a mighty impressive spliff. I enjoyed it very much too. No coughing, super smooth and tasty.
At this point, everyone except us, had swayed over to Uptown for some munch. So we finished the doobies and joined the rest of the crew. I had had breakie at the hotel, so I was sorted. I spent the whole time rolling up spliffs and chatting to R.E.I. He had me in stitches telling me about the antics in the Heathrow, and the constant mocking of their buddy’s leather Satchel!
As LS said in his report, we Ended up in
Amnesia, where I bought
2 grams of LSD.
To be honest, It was a lovely smoke, but the other 75 joints in rotation means you aint getting a smoke report!
This was another opportunity to get to Know my new smoking buddies, as we took up residence at the longer table at the door. At this time Liquid Sword’s Cheese-dar

was going off big time, so we decided HomeGrown Fantasy was next on the hit list.
Picture of Amnesia.
We were kinda lucky HGF was not too busy, and all 10 of us got seated in a group. I think 90% of the group bought Cheese. Since I had the remains of my 5 gram sack, I got the
White Widow.
I don’t remember the Price, and to be honest, this is one of the only budshots I took on this day.
The widow was everything it should have been, Smooth, tasty and Stoney. I enjoyed it.
Next stop was de Kroon, where I bought nowt!
Not even a drink ( LS bought my drink )
The tunes in here were very good, head nodding hip-hop, which seemed to be received better by the whole group, than the Led Zepplin that Home Grown Fantasy were rocking.
It was now check in time, so I tagged along, and rolled more doobies.
Pictures at Check in, and from the room.
At this point, one of the group ( whose name escapes me now

) wanted to find the post office, so I took him over while the rest of the crew headed to Hunters ( or, as it turned out, not!

)
While walking back over, I got a txt saying they were now in
Hill Street Blues.
Liquid’s friend and I both wanted to buy the
Super Silver Haze, so the budtender told us we should split a bigger bag, so as to get a little more. We did, and went half’s on a
€ 40 bag, which the tender kindly split into two bags for us. I think we got 1.9 grams instead of the 1.7 or something that a € 20 bag would have bought.
We stayed here for quite a while, playing pool and toking up in the comfy couches. I felt completely comfortable in the company of people I had only met this very morning. Every one, to a man, were friendly and willing to talk. There would be no awkward silences with this mob. Eventually, conversation turned to our next destination, opinions where split so I took this opportunity to nip over to my hotel, and grab the Hashish spliffs I preped for Paulie Wallnuts arrival….
More to come, I do have a job, and a little bit of a social life

, but I am doing me best here.