Sunday 24th November
Last day of the trip, and it wasn't a particularly good day. Started off with a nagging feeling of unease, which didn't really leave me all day, I thought it was because I was going home that day, and that's what I put it down to, now, with the benefit of hindsight, I know different.
Woke up at 8am, showered packed, then went downstairs to check out. Got that out of the way, chucked my bags into the storage room downstairs, and went back up for my breakfast. Sat with Ben in the hostel smoking room, and we decided we were going to watch the football. We weren't sure where, we'd get it sorted!
I headed off at 10am, for a morning stroll to Green Place. I got 2 footsteps outside the hostel, and the Pub opposite has Skysports AND a smoking room that is weed friendly. Let Ben know then left the hostel again and managed to get to Green Place. Here I bought 2g Blue Cheese, I really have developed quite a taste for the cheeses on this trip, despite me being 'Mr Sativa'

and 1g NYCD. Sat down and chilled for 3 hours. Even got to watch the Ajax game on the telly.
During my time sitting in the smoking room, I was joined by the American couple from Friday night. They were really pleased to see me and thank me effusively for the advice I had given them about the stones. They had experienced exactly what I said they would. That poses the paradoxal question, did they experience that because of the way I had conditioned their minds? Or was just that I was right about the effects of Philosopher's Stones? In reality it was a mixture of both, but this is a good example of why you should always be in a good state of mind when taking Mushrooms. Your expectation plays a large part in the trip..
They took my Photo and email address and said they'd be in touch.
After what seemed like forever chilling in there, I headed back to the hostel so we could get settled in for the 2:30 kick off. Having got back to the hostel, Ben has decided to watch the game in the hostel now. In anticipation, we shoot off to Greenhouse Centrum for a quick top up. I bought 2g of Amnesia Haze. Then it was back to the hostel for 3 hours of smoking and watching football.
That all over with, it was time to get ready and leave, just time for some food, then it was off to Centraal station at 7.30pm.
Got to the station, and didn't have any change for the ticket, so had to drag my ass all the way upto the ticket office and pay an extra 50c, before getting onto the train.
Things then started to get worse. My bag holdall gets stopped at security, and they make me remove my grinder. It takes a few minutes of persuasion to convince them that this comes backwards and forwards with me all the time, but he gives me it back, phew, there's 9 days of crystals in there, can't lose that
Get down to the gate and I'm the first in the queue, the woman doing the boarding part tells me my bag is too big for hand luggage. I say this has been backwards and forwards with me at least 3 times this year already. She advises me we are too full, it needs to go in the hold. I overhear the two guys behind me saying 'see I told you she looked like she was in a bad mood upstairs'. Great.
Eventually we land at Luton. I had got on the back of the plane, but they didn't bother bringing steps to help us get off, so I had to wait until almost last.
When I eventually found the baggage carousel for my flight (I've only ever had carry on), I find my bag just wheeling around on it's own. I wait for it, and then begin my journey home.
Only Mr Customs has slightly different ideas than me and decides that I don't need to go home just yet. He performs a search of my Bag, where he finds a used grinder, and 2 x 2g bags of weed
He politely informs me that he is interested in Coke and Smack, not Marijuana, and asks me if I use either. This I say no to, of course. He swabs my bag and I am clean. He then drops my grinder back into my bag, saying he's not going to bother with this, asks me to repack my stuff, and says he'll be back in a minute. So i repack my bag and await his return. Singing with joy inside that I still have my crystals!
Suddenly he comes back being very aggressive, I should be arresting you etc, but I'm letting you go, don't do it again, etc. This was obviously just an attempt to scare me, he really didn't scare me, but I'd already decided to check my bags were thoroughly empty before I travel now
I got out of there and back to the car, where I lit up my prerolled from the ashtray, and got home as quickly as possible. The exhaust on my car falling off on the way
As soon as I got home, I took out my travel bag and removed the 2 bags of weed from the rear pocket he hadn't checked, and placed them on the side. 1g Cheese from Basjoes and 1g Heaven Haze from Basjoe's.
Never going to do that again, but hey, I still got a smoke out of it.
and the best thing of all? As I sit here typing this, i do so in the knowledge that it is only 19days, till I get to go out there and do it all over again.
Thoughts and comments:
Overall it was a fantastic week, i have met so many wonderful people and made so many new friends. Ultimately this is a smoking diary, and hence, why Wednesday and Thursday are virtually non-existent days, but they were actually among the most enjoyable days out there, just chilling meeting people and chatting to them. It's one of the things I love doing so much. I'd like to thank everyone who turned up to the meet and greet, and to all those I met during my time. There were so many people at the meet and greet, I hardly got to talk to any of you, Hopefully we'll get to do this again, oh and Bhang Bhuddie, what happened to you? The I'll be back Later effort in the 420 didn't materialise mate, hope your OK!
You better make up for it on New Year's Eve 4.20 @420 Cafe. Oh and we'll make it 4.20 New Years Day @ 430 cafe too, see you all there, and I hope you have enjoyed living this trip vacariously through my eyes.
God bless you all, peace and happiness and long time smoking my friends.
Until next time
