Benedict wrote:not messy at all! A great read by all means! Totally getting me in the mood for the trip! Looks like club media's getting a visit as well now! Great reporting!
Bee. x
Cheers Bee, Club Media is top dude. Very very clean and modern. Top gear too fella. you will enjoy, have a feckin blast man
be safe
I have a feeling Bee is a chick dude top reporting aswell not messy at all , maybe type up in Word or something before posting ? i wrote out a trip before and it vanished when posted , hence i use Word now after advice from here
cisco wrote:I have a feeling Bee is a chick dude top reporting aswell not messy at all , maybe type up in Word or something before posting ? i wrote out a trip before and it vanished when posted , hence i use Word now after advice from here
Sorry Bee
Cheers for the advise Cisco, I typed up day 3, 3-4 times
Word it is!
Will be posting up my report in the morning just getting over P.A.S post Amsterdam syndrome was saying this to sd72 I think it's just the utter lack of common sense in this country in regard to MJ regardless of wether you use it as medicine (as I do) or are a recreational user !? Sure most if not all of you suffer from this or maybe it's just me !!
The pott change is another beauraux de change thing must have walked past it a dozen times and never even noticed cannot imagine why
Today was the day of our T&T at Voyagers, so we head straight for Club Media. Walking and toking, this is fantastic! Through the door of Media and there’s a guy serving the buds. Nice chap, friendly, helpful. It was Mandy’s day off… 1g Lemon Skunk for me and 2g 3tje for Hemlok, 2g’s bud? They aint gunna sell out in the next hour…ya never know!
Only a few people in this morning, all locals again though. We sit near the window next to the massage chair. Rolling away H starts to do impressions. Guy on table next to us, “that was an ace Fat Tony”. Oh no, I thought. Don’t encourage him tee hee! H decides to have another look at the menu. 1g Hippie please. We sit and chat, H keeps saying, this hippie doesn’t have much taste, but it has a nice effect. Now if he said this once, he must have said it 20 times!!! Stoned, maybe? Media was getting busy so we decide to purchase some for our T&T. 1g Skunk No1 and 2g Lemon Skunk, nice to have a few different strains for an evening of fun!
Time was knocking on, we didn’t have time to go back to apartment! We’d been in Media since 10am, we needed to be at Voyagers for 16:00!
15:55 Voyagers… Gabby was behind the counter, a guy sat on stool in window and an older gentleman sat next to counter opposite the door, dog on lap! Ahhhhhh, wonder if this is Boris and his owner? Read a few tales on here and he’s mentioned! Say our hi’s to Gabby and order 1gPSB and 1g Power Plant / Blueberry. Drinks and baggies ready, we join the table where the guy and his dog are sat. Introductions done, it is the same guy! He’s smoking OG18 in a pipe, sweet! As we chat, we tell him about our T&T. He didn’t realise there was one on and was happy to join us, as we were happy to have him! He tells us Gapie will be along if he knows there’s a T&T on. We tell him he said he was coming. With that, a young, bouncy, hyper lad walks in. Says hi to the fella with the dog and introduces himself to me and H. Gapie! Now we all know each other, it’s time for a smoke. Gapie offers me his bifta. Now, no disrespect to Gapie, but, this was this thinnest joint I had ever seen! It were no thicker than a tooth pik! Cheese from Grey Area he tells me. Err, no thanks man I’ll pass if you don’t mind. I didn’t want to embarrass myself not being able to pout my lips thin enough to take a toke…pmsl Gapie bud, that has to be the thinnest joint I have ever seen, with this I hand him his Tulip (see pic). Now that’s a joint fella! Gapie sits back with a huge smile. Is that for me? Yep, it’s a present from us to you. We can share it? No! It’s for you and you only! He leans forward over the table and lights the monster. As he smokes he asks, what’s in it? Good question! All sorts. We want to know how much G is in it. A, Boris’ owner suggests, why not weigh the papers, the roach and the amount of tobacco and then you’ll be able to work it out. Good idea. H goes to Gabby and asks. No problem at all! 3 papers, one roach and a small amount of baccy. Turns out to be around 3.3g of G! Gapie with mouth open wide tries to pass me the Tulip. No thanks fella, told you, it’s yours! Even tries to pass it to A (guy with dog) he refuses too! I know Gapie has posted something on here about this Tulip. Saying he smoked it in 15 mins. In fact, he did well, smoked it in 50 minutes. One thing he forgot to mention, he wasn’t as bouncy and hyper once he’d got half way through just the tulip part. This monster had all kinds of green in it and various top of the range hash in the biff part. He started to melt, cap was now sat on the back of his head. Coat unzipped, legs spread far apart, sat as far back in the chair as possible. I look at H, we both smile and nod. Job done! As the tulip part was burning to the end, Gapie grabbed the ash tray just in time. Baddushhhh…a huge ball of ash hit the ash tray. Gapie lifts it to his mouth and inhales the fumes. A, pissing himself laughing, “I’ve seen it all now. Gapie, drinking from an ashtray”! We continue to talk to A and Gapie and explain to A that H has arranged to meet some other folk from another forum. As he does so, a couple walk in, order some weed, turn and say, that’ll be us then! They join our little party at the table. The woman of the couple throws down 2 bags of G. 2 I say. Yeah, don’t get stoned me! Challenge no 2 me thinks. Again, me and H look at each other with that knowing nod. We start to bash as many J’s together as possible and start to pass them round. 1, 2, 3, 4…10, 11, 12 and so on. Gapie is now totally silent and his eyes are just about open. You ok fella? Just a nod in reply. The woman of the couple announces she would like a nice fancy coffee. As we had been in Voyagers for a few hours, we take the group to 420 for Coffee and Kush of course! Power Plant was yet another good smoke from Voyagers. Not as nice as the OG18, King Kong or the PSB but 7/10.
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We really wanted to sit at the big table as this seems to be the place in here to chat to different people from around the globe. H marches (ex soldier) to the table and gets dibbs on 5 chairs, nice one fella. We all unload, me and H head to the counter. 1g 420 Kush for me and 1g Blueberry for H. No idea what Gapie and the couple purchased, sorry. Let’s get these on the Vapes bruv Hemlok says. Vanilla Queen, Blueberry, PSB, Kush vapes were toked. Gapie was now truly baked! He asks if we were going to take any back with us and how? Yeah of course we are. We just bring an empty suitcase and fill it! What? Just fill it with bags? Yeah! Don’t you cover them up? No! If we get through, happy days, if we don’t, ruuuuuuuuuun! Sorry Gapie for playing with ya, couldn’t help it at the time. Sorry again bud. Remember the woman who doesn’t get stoned? Well, let me tell you. She must have had 5 Looza’s, 2 coffees and it still took her 10 minutes to get to the toilet! All she had to do was stand, turn, take 2 steps and she was there…pmsl. Sat at the big table, lots of empty seats. 2 ladies ask if anyone was sat. The girl opposite me, next to Gapie is very attractive. They sit and share a joint. I roll a Kush and think, time for international friendship! I light the Kush, take 2 tokes and pass it to the young lady next to Gapie. Kush, nice. She smiles, thanks me and tokes. She likes, nods and passes to Gapie. Nooooooooooo! I want to share this one with you and your friend. Gapie, please don’t take it! Too late, he’s got it! I start to roll another international peace biff to share with my new found friends. As I roach it, I look up and notice they’re putting their coats and hats on. Bugger! Gapieeeeeee!
Ladies now gone, there’s room at the inn. A group of older Italian gentlemen (well, that’s what I thought) sat where my future wife once sat. There were about 9 or 10 of them. One baggie between em, not a problem until…the guy sat next to Gapie was the rolling machine for the group. As you know, you need, papers, tobacco if required, something for a roach, green and something to light it! This (excuse me for the language, but can’t think of another word to describe him) Twat leans across Gapie, grabs his papers, half a cigarette leans back and starts to roll. Gapie says nothing. I can feel myself starting to boil inside. I hate ignorance!!! It costs you nothing!!! I listen and watch the guys. No idea what they’re saying, but I do know they’re talking about us. Start to really dislike these men now. Once the group had finished the biff, the same guy starts to lean across Gapie again. Gapie man, ya gotta say something. Gapie just raises his shoulders and smiles. I ask H to help me blow passive smoke the Italians way. Not something I’d normally do, but these guys were staring to ruin what was an awesome day/night. The guy sat next to me, looked me in the eye and laughed! Fuck knows why. I know I’m a funny looking twunt, but I didn’t realize I was that funny! Right, time to play! I roll a pure biff of every strain I have on me, around 8-9. Pass it to Gapie and tell him to light it and pass to his new found friend. He does, the guy takes it, 2 tokes and hands it back. Do you know how old I am? 49! WHAT THE FUCK HAS THAT GOT TO DO WITH ANYTHIG!!! The woman of the couple had awoken! I’m 40 ANDDDDD!!! The Italian just replied with a grunt. At that, some Italian was said, fingers pointed and they were gone. Good riddance!
Gapie tells us it’s time he made a move. Real nice to meet ya buddie, thanks for coming and take care. I said that 30 minutes ago and the guy is still here. Not sure he could stand! Anyhow, after fighting with his bag, he manages to depart. Time for some more Kush H! I head back to the counter. The guy who gave me the hash to eat was now working. Hay man…alreet pal. Before I could say anything else, he asks Kush? SHIT! He knew what I wanted. Paid and back at table. I tell H, he laughs, it’s like being in the local pub back at home eh! As time was getting on, the couple announce they’re going to go and grab some food. They too struggle like Gapie to get their stuff together, wrestling with coat arms! To say she doesn’t get stoned, she left hanging off her husbands arm, a slight shade of grey/green…challenge 2 complete! Now back to just the 2 of us, we head back to the bud tender to purchase some more for apartment. Another 1g Kush for me and 1g Nevis Haze for Hemlock. The 420 Kush seemed to do the job proper for me, but was becoming slightly Kush’s out! As I roll up all the Kush 2 young Spanish lads ask if the seats next to us were free. They call to their friends and one by one they fill the whole table and most of the downstairs room! All in tracksuits, footballer types with wags/girlfriends. One of the girls was absolutely beautiful, if my wife had been with me she would have said the same. Natural pretty girl. They all congregate round one lad, who seems to be the designated MJ buyer. After they all give him an ear bashing, in Spanish, he heads off. “-3 minutes he returns, head bright purple! They all rush around him to have a look. Ohhhhhh ahhhhhhhh… after a discussion they decide he should roll the bifta too! I’m starting to fell sorry for this chap. He’s been trying to roll a joint for the last 20 minutes! His mix falling out, every time he tries to roll it. I challenge myself. Can I make, roll and light a j before he finishes? Yep, done! All his mates calling him, getting redder, starting to sweat and to make matters worse, his hands started to shake! Can’t watch this lad struggle anymore. I lean across and offer out my hand. He passes the mess with huge relief. Thank you. No problem buddie. Swap the manky paper for one of mine, rolled and passed back. Thank you very much came from every member of the party. I reply with a smile and a wink. The lad sat next to me is playing chess, with his beautiful girlfriend sat next to him. You couldn’t help notice her as she was sat on a high stool at a low table, only seat left. Anyhow, the lad who I rolled the j for was attempting to roll another. Half way through, he looks up at me. Please? I roll another for him. Hemlok laughing, says, give em a box of the pre rolled cones, saves you rolling all night for them pal. I throw a box of cones down the table and tell them they are all for him. Thinking this would be easier for both parties, how wrong we were. Ended up giving them a demo on mixing, packing etc. Once the lesson was over, the guy next to me decides to have a bash. Both him and his GF teamed up ton make this cone. Well, I couldn’t see for tears of laughter. They were using all sorts to try and get the mix in the cone. One the lad next to me had finished packing, 30 mins or so, he was proud of his cone, raised it above his head and smiled. I turn to talk to H, as I do I hear all of them let out a huge groan. I turn back, somehow he’d managed to split the cone right on the roach! He was trying to fix the hole like you would a bike puncture! No no no! Pass it here and I will fix it for you. Once fixed I pass the cone back. He can’t thank me enough, it were like I’d given him a million euro! We pay you!?! Who me? No, you’re ok fella, don’t mind helping folk out. NO! We pay you! Seriously pal, I don’t want paying. But you rolled joints for my friends, gave us cones and fixed my cone. We must pay you. I don’t want paying! Please let us pay you in some form! Jokingly, I said, ok Kush please. Kush? He asks. Yep, waving my nearly empty baggy. Ahhh. Grabbing his beautiful girlfriend, he walks her round and stands her in between the 2 of us. You want Kush? Yes if you insist! You like? Pointing at his GF. Who me? Yeah, she’s lovely. You want Kush, this is nice Kush! Now, I wasn’t really sure what the fuck were going on. I just smiled at the girl, she smiled back in a kinda flirty way. I turn to H, man did you just see and hear all that? I sure did bruv! What was that all about? The power of the plant my friend, the power of the plant! I thank the lad and his GF and explain that I’m nearly 40 and married with 2 great kids. They understand what I’m saying, but I don’t think they understood I refused their offer! Don’t get me wrong folks. If I weren’t married with kids, and recovering from bowel cancer (no energy) she’d have been on that big table before ya could have said 420 Kush! I continue to chat with the Spanish lads, football etc… I notice H going up for more. 2g White Widow…Hemlok is going to put a travelogue up, so keep an eye out as it will have descriptions of all the strains he purchased. I’m all Kushed out now and pass the rolled Kush j’s to H. Can’t get anymore Kush in me bruv, it’s all yours. Nearly closing time, we roll a few for the walk back to the apartment. Hit wok to walk, yum again, this and burger bar are as good folk say on here. Back at apartment, we continue to smoke, chat, laugh until our bodies tell us enough’s enough.
Day 5
SUNDAY 27:03:2011
Usual morning walk to Voyagers. As it’s our last full day I want to try some I haven’t yet. I go with the OG18 as A was saying at our T&T how nice it were. Could you do me a 20 deal instead Gabby? Absolutely! I didn’t want anymore change in my pockets. Hemlok goes for the same. The OG smelt very strong, loads of trichs and crumbled nice. This stuff smoked strong too. If you like to have a bifta of a night to help you sleep, well this is the stuff! Lovely gear 10/10. H goes back to the counter and grabs 1g Red Leb. This is for home me thinks?!? Say cheerio and see you laters, we head for Kadinski.
Kadinski (the one with small seating area and an up stairs, sorry, don’t know what street it’s on). 1g Bubblegum for me and 1g AK for H. Reading back through my notes, I haven’t given the Bubblegum the respect it deserves. When we were sat in the other Kadinski with Hemlok’s cousin, I were smoking the Bubblegum then. I knew I was stoned, but didn’t realize how much. Thinking back, that afternoon was one of the best I’ve ever had! And it were down to the Bubblegum. Hemlok’s cousin picked that for her smoke from about 20 or so baggies, she’s a local too! We sit and smoke the AK and Bubblegum. Bubblegum has slight candy taste, nice. The bud tender was a large lady, very friendly and bubbly. I sit and watch the shop keeper opposite stand his shop door and chain smoke away on 5 cigs in the same amount of time! We want to pop back to Club Media to grab some of their greenery. Mandy back on shift today. Hello lads, how’s it going? Fanbloodytastic Mandy, thanks. 2g Lemon Skunk please. Hemlok, heading to the loo, I love this place mate! 5 minutes later he returns. I do love this place, even though I’ve just broken the toilet….after he explains the situation to Mandy and offers to fix it, he wants more G. 1g 3tje and 1g Moroccan. The Moroccan were home me thinks?!? We say our final goodbyes with tears in eyes. See you again in a few months! Walking to 420 for the last time, we pop into another Kadinski and grab 1g Cheezy for me and 1g Sticky Fingers for H. The Cheezy were better than the Cheese I got from Central. A lot stronger on the smell, taste and smoke. 7/10
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1g 420 Kush for Hemlok (ha ha, not for me this time) and 1g Caramello for me. We sit back in the same spot as last night and are joined by 2 welsh guys. They ask us where we’ve been and what we’d bought. As we talk, we get on to the subject of the situation in the UK. The welsh lads explain if you want quality G in Wales, then you have to know a grower! Hemlok asks if they know of one. They laugh, we are them, they reply. Oh, right says H. Yeah, we’re deep in the valleys, no one around for miles and miles. No one bothers us, it’s great. Hemlok, so how did the last one go? Fucking nightmare mate! We got fucking busted! Well, I fell off the back of my chair. It was one of those, you had to be there! The younger one out of the two, had been done and was on parole. He was asking if we thought he’d get caught if he took some back. Well, you can imagine what we said. We told him, nah man, you’ll be right! Nah, don’t risk it fella, you’re name will be on the system! Shook hands and headed for Hunters.
Hunters
1g Lavendar for me and 1g Sour Diesel for Hemlok. The Lavender were ok, nothing special, nice daytime smoke 7/10. Wasn’t that keen on Hunters. The music were far too loud. It’s too loud in my book if you have to shout at your mate for him to hear you! Bud tender wasn’t friendly, but then again he wasn’t nasty either. We looked around and decided to go back to Voyagers for our final dam sesh.
Voyagers
1g Kandy Kush for me and 1g Power Plant x Blueberry for H.
We sit with Danny and talk about strains, growing and moving to Dam. As we talk about various CS he asks us how much did we think we got through. I got my diary out and started to add the grams up. Errrr, bruv, errr, not sure if I wanna say! Why? Don’t want to come across a show off or a pot head! PMSL I had H the diary with the page open at the total…I see his eyes widen, you sure you’ve added these up correctly bruv? Yeah, I’ve doubled checked! I leave it to H to tell Danny. Well, we got here roughly Wednesday at 17:30 and it is now 23:30 Sunday, not including what we have to roll for tonight, the morning and the wait at airport…96 grms! FACKIN ELL BOYS! Danny says lifting his head from his Ipad. Good effort! You’ve got through some dolla then eh! Oh yes! Then we get onto the subject of coming over again and doing the same but with different CS. Danny says, you boys should stop here! Yeah man, defo I reply. You’d have to do us some kinda deal. As we spent a lot of dolla in here on this trip, every day in for wares to smoke in other CS…yeah, yeah I know he says. H, yeah we could stop in your hotel. Be top for us that…yeah you could, but the rooms aint as good as the gear! As long as they’re clean fella! We give Danny a bag of the 3tje and tell him the story. He doesn’t want to take the bag off us, but we insist for being such fantastic hosts and friends for the trip! We leave him looking at this bud, trying to work out what 3 strains were in it! Good look Danny, hope you can tell us next time we’re in town.
Crying, walking back to apartment for the very last time. Inside, we roll everything we have, pack our bags, sit and smoke a few and hit the sack for an early start!
Day 6
MONDAY 28:03:2011
06:30
We wake, bake, get dressed and head to the train station. We have 10 king size cones, 8 biftas and a few for home! We make our way through the stock, there’s no way we’re gunna do these in before the flight! Bollocks! We say our goodbyes, heartbroken at the thought of coming home. If we both didn’t have wives and kids, I’m pretty sure we’d of stayed on! Jump on the plane and 1 hour later, we’re back at Liverpool airport! Through customs, no bother. Only one old geezer sat at desk. Though n out into the car park! Bags in boot, coats on back seat. We look at each other and smile. Well, what a few days that were bruv, handing me a cone! Eh?! Is this? Yep, sure is! H had bought the cig packet rammed with the cones though in his pocket! Ha Ha, you’ll do for me marra! Smoking the cones and laughing, I spot my cig packet in the gap on the dash. I haven’t had a cigarette since the Tuesday before leaving for Dam. I’m thinking do I really want a cig? I open the packet to find, 6 Jack Herrers rolled for the trip down! Yeeeehaaaaaa, may not be in Dam but I’ve certainly got some Dam in me!
TOTALS:
17 Coffee Shops
57 Different Strains
96 Grams
140 Cigarettes (only used for joints, not one fag smoked)
I hope you have enjoyed reading my first attempt at a Travelogue. Sorry for the lack of weed descriptions. I went with full intentions of writing an in depth report about every strain I bought, along with pictures. The problem, I was enjoying myself way too much and totally forgot. I shall try and be a better reporter next time!
Stay away from Twilight Zone and the Santa Maria…oh, just remembered, we gave the Santa Maria to the Spanish lads. Told them it were shit, but to be fair, they said we don’t smoke as much as you guys, so it will probably fry our brains! Fair play.
You have to try Club Media if you haven’t already. 420 goes without saying. Oh and my favourite, Voyagers of course! They do a mean breakfast
How ya doing Gapie? All good I hope fella. Any news on that job you were gonna sort me out with?
Cheers
SD72
job ? dont get it which / what ??
with me all ok
u will bring yer hat with u again lol
the hat full of weed
that job you said you were gunna try and put a word in for me? Dont say you dont remember buddie yeah, the hat goes everywhere with us you know it's us when you see the hat on table
was saying this to sd72 I think it's just the utter lack of common sense in this country in regard to MJ regardless of wether you use it as medicine (as I do) or are a recreational user !? Sure most if not all of you suffer from this or maybe it's just me !!
