420 trip hestia 2nd installment
Posted: Sun 6th Jun 2010 10:54 pm
Here's Day 2 
Day 2, April 16, Friday
I wake up about 7:00. I'm an early riser, comes from being raised on a farm. You have to get up early to milk them chickens and slop them cows, ya know.
Slept pretty well, a bit noisy,but after all I am staying just over the Greenhouse lounge so what else should I expect. No fighting or scrapping, just singing and laughing a lot. I don't mind. It just sounds like young life. Anyway, now it's morning and Holy Crap. I need a hot shower in the worst way. I mean that seriously. I've been up and about roughly 36 hr. without benefit of soap and water 
and I smell like it.
So, after de-stinking myself, a big cup of hot coffee. I know this sounds terrible, but I brought my own coffee with me. Tasters Choice instant. Yes I am a total caffeine savage. But what can I say? I like my coffee sweet, hot and way way easy. Sounds like an ex-husband of mine.
Back to my room to drink my first caffeine of the day and load up a pipe of Basjoe's special. Oh, yeah, that's the ticked! Just what I needed. One more cuppa joe, finish my pipe, dress and start moving toward the stairs.
On my way out, I run into two more young men, from Sweden initially. They live in an apartment on the 4th floor. Damn, Y, what are you running here, a freakin' men's club? I go down the stairs to Y's apt on the 2nd floor and have my 3rd cup of coffee Amsterdam style, and use the computer for a little bit. I ask her about all the men, she just cackled loudly and lit a joint.
Well it seems that bitch of a volcano is still spewing out smoke and ash. The airports all over Europe are shutting down until it stops. I'm terribly afraid this will negatively affect the 420 gathering. I hope not, but it's not looking good. I feel a chill in my heart. But there's still time, let's hope for the best.
After a pleasant visit with the landlady, I'm out the door, headed towards Picasso's coffee shop for my first stop. There it is, and open too. I slide up the bud bar and ask the bud tender what weed was good for traveling and what about the free breakfast mentioned in the window. Here's the deal. if you buy 12.5 Euros of weed you get an Amsterdam style of breakfast...bread, cheese, sausage a drink. Not bad. So I got 1.60 grams of poison. Not a bad smoke at all.pretty buds! It put a hop in my step and a buzz in my head. So all in all it worked out pretty good. As I left I told the bud tender I would seem him in the morning as I was staying close by.I like to give people a warning.
It's a beautiful sunny morning , clear blue skies, no wind and the crowds are already starting to move and flow in that particular Amsterdam way. Bikes everywhere weaving and rolling along, just lovely. Standing on a canal bridge I pull out my trusty ACD map and start making my way toward the Jordaan and the paradox coffee shop. Now, I've been to the paradox a couple of times and always have a bitch of a time finding it. So this time I go the Black Star coffee shop first.
Now this shop is easily found being on a busy street, So I boogie in the door and ask the nice bud tender, a Jamaican dude smoking a blunt and ask him where the paradox is. He tells me how to get there the easy way, across the street and down the alley. I had no problem finding it then. But first, while at the Black Star, I bought a gram of their Guiana weed, super cheap 5 Euro a gram. I had read that this was a good weed from the ACD reports. I had wanted to try some. I was pleasantly surprised. A good smoke, especially for the price, a heavy creeping buzz, nice.
So after this I floated out the door, across the road, down the side street and there it was the Paradox coffee shop. A sweet neighborly shop, mostly locals with a few tourists like me. A very nice bud tender, very willing to help, very informative and pleased as punch with the 420 coming to party. But like everyone else he is wondering and worrying about the volcano cloud. Still hoping for the best.
One of the cool things about the Paradox is that they sell 5 Euro bags, so you don't have to break the bank to try a lot of different weeds. I think that this is an excellent idea
. I tried an AM Haze, and some Jamaican. Also a hot chocolate. And all 3 were pretty good. A fine shop, I will certainly visit again.
After a nice visit I asked the budtender what time it is and find it's already 11:00. Yikes! I need to be headed to the Leidesplein to find out about the St. Nicholas boat trip. I get there and Shit fire, they are closed due to some bad press online. Someone said they charged for their rides so the city took them to court, again!. So they're closed until the mess is cleared up,agin!.. Well no canal trip this time. This so sucks! While I was in ledsplean quare I went by Dolfins coffee shop and picked up a gr. Of the white dolfin weed 10 euros, I think ? a excellent smoke, bit harsh but a massively good high,just right for my walk back to meet the others.
Well, on towards Popeye's to meat up with Blueberry, Island girl and pal. Out the door stagger to the left and off I go again. It's such a pleasure to walk along the canals in the Jordaan. Such a pretty place. Trees and flowers blooming in small riots of colors. Dark red bricks and white window sills.charming! Ah, here's Popeye's. I go in and see I'm the first one there. Go up to the bud tender, buy a gram of Jack Herrner and a cup of coffee. Not a bad smoke a bit dry and crumbly but a fair buzz. I grab the big table in front, plunk myself down, pull out my pipe and get lit up again while waiting for the others to show. Also sitting at the big table, back in the corner all by herself is a young lady from Canada, stranded by the cloud. So we chat and buzz awhile .Poor baby!
Around 2:00 Blueberry , Island Girl and pal show up, have a seat at the table and proceed to start rolling up joints, I'm not sure what kind.I lost track . Before we got very far along in our efforts the owner comes over with a big hookah pipe loaded to the rim with sweet cannabis and invites us all to smoke up. The first one to take a pull on the hookah is blueberry. She hits it like Mike Tyson, then hacks up a lung, turning a remarkable shade of pink. Easy there B.B. The hookah may makah you pukah. The next person to try is me, of course. Well now, I hit that big puppy just as gentle as a cream puff and didn't cough a lick. TA DA! But he real reason I didn't' hit it big is simple . my old lungs don't expand that far any more.!!! But a good time was had by all and a Buzz was achieved
Now, as I had mentioned earlier, there was a young, stranded girl sitting with our group. Blueberry got to talking to her and offered to help her find a safe room at the bike shop/hotel where she rented her bike. She had had business with the nice people there before. Blueberry even got on her bike, rode over there and made sure there was a room. What a nice thing to do.
Well, time to go, so we all go over to the 420-De Kuu. We get drinks and a table in back. I got some silver haze a cold drink Miss.BB was recognized.!!! She's a star !!!with her vids & web page Wow! She was even given some free Blueberry weed to acknowledge her weed queen status, how cool. The 420 is also very pleased to be in another new video taped by Blueberry, of course. .
Now I was starving. Island Girl and me both, Blueberry had already eaten. On our way over to the Green peace Coffee shop, Island Girl and I stopped in an Argentine steak house and had dinner. The food was fine, but really, 4.5 Euros for a pop? And then paying for ketchup? Give me a break! I just ordered a whole dinner and you want me to pay for a condiment? Oh well, I need to get over myself, eat and move on.
Next stop Greenhouse. A lovely shop, I consistently get good service there. They have a clean bathroom and excellent weed without fail Island Girl went wild here and loaded up on multiple grams, lot's of Euros. I can't blame her, the smoke here is wonderful. The Blueberry cheese in particular is superb, sweet to the throat and kind to the lungs. And will kick you in the Ass. It's not a very often when I just stop what I'm doing and say "damn, I'm high" and really mean it. Island Girl was of the same opinion of the Blueberry cheese, she too was blasted we were both slashed when we left. Had to get to Basjoe's, more party to happen there. At Cisco's T & T.
It's a pretty walk, a little chilly, but I'm so buzzed I wouldn't care if it was snowing or even if a volcanic cloud was overhead. Yeah, right!
We walk in the door and are greeted by Soulrider already in the main booth/table. And by James of course, standing behind the bar and smiling his gentle sweet stoned smile.
And so the party commences. But where are Cisco and Blueberry? You guys are missing one hell of a stone out.. Joints are going around in a maddeningly fast rate. It's almost impossible to keep up. And then a joint of Jack Henner with Terminator was pass around and around, then another round and round again. I'm so sorry but I cant quite remember who all as there that night, but I believe that we were all just racked up, I know I was. It was great! Well it's getting kind of late for an old broad like me. so Im ready to head back to my digs , Brrrr! It's freakin' cold out tonight ( I'm not used to the cold anymore).
Stop at a little shop on my way to buy a coke lite an munches of some kind. Then hit the door of my crib and puff up the stairs from hell. There isn't any landing to stop and catch your breath until the 3rd floor. Yips! These steps would make a mountain goat wheeze!
Make it to my room, drop off my goodies and go to the kitchen for a glass of ice for the coke light. Say hi to the conga line of boys in the hallway, put some stuff in the fridge and wash up a bit.
Saunder back to the room, turn-on the tube, put on jammies, turn down the bed ,fluff up the pillows and load up a pipe with some la con.from Basjoe's Get comfy & warm. Have a few tokes, drink my glass of pop , turn off the lamp, then fast to sleep.Good night.
Day 2, April 16, Friday
I wake up about 7:00. I'm an early riser, comes from being raised on a farm. You have to get up early to milk them chickens and slop them cows, ya know. Slept pretty well, a bit noisy,but after all I am staying just over the Greenhouse lounge so what else should I expect. No fighting or scrapping, just singing and laughing a lot. I don't mind. It just sounds like young life. Anyway, now it's morning and Holy Crap. I need a hot shower in the worst way. I mean that seriously. I've been up and about roughly 36 hr. without benefit of soap and water and I smell like it.
So, after de-stinking myself, a big cup of hot coffee. I know this sounds terrible, but I brought my own coffee with me. Tasters Choice instant. Yes I am a total caffeine savage. But what can I say? I like my coffee sweet, hot and way way easy. Sounds like an ex-husband of mine.
Back to my room to drink my first caffeine of the day and load up a pipe of Basjoe's special. Oh, yeah, that's the ticked! Just what I needed. One more cuppa joe, finish my pipe, dress and start moving toward the stairs.
On my way out, I run into two more young men, from Sweden initially. They live in an apartment on the 4th floor. Damn, Y, what are you running here, a freakin' men's club? I go down the stairs to Y's apt on the 2nd floor and have my 3rd cup of coffee Amsterdam style, and use the computer for a little bit. I ask her about all the men, she just cackled loudly and lit a joint.
Well it seems that bitch of a volcano is still spewing out smoke and ash. The airports all over Europe are shutting down until it stops. I'm terribly afraid this will negatively affect the 420 gathering. I hope not, but it's not looking good. I feel a chill in my heart. But there's still time, let's hope for the best.
After a pleasant visit with the landlady, I'm out the door, headed towards Picasso's coffee shop for my first stop. There it is, and open too. I slide up the bud bar and ask the bud tender what weed was good for traveling and what about the free breakfast mentioned in the window. Here's the deal. if you buy 12.5 Euros of weed you get an Amsterdam style of breakfast...bread, cheese, sausage a drink. Not bad. So I got 1.60 grams of poison. Not a bad smoke at all.pretty buds! It put a hop in my step and a buzz in my head. So all in all it worked out pretty good. As I left I told the bud tender I would seem him in the morning as I was staying close by.I like to give people a warning.
It's a beautiful sunny morning , clear blue skies, no wind and the crowds are already starting to move and flow in that particular Amsterdam way. Bikes everywhere weaving and rolling along, just lovely. Standing on a canal bridge I pull out my trusty ACD map and start making my way toward the Jordaan and the paradox coffee shop. Now, I've been to the paradox a couple of times and always have a bitch of a time finding it. So this time I go the Black Star coffee shop first.
Now this shop is easily found being on a busy street, So I boogie in the door and ask the nice bud tender, a Jamaican dude smoking a blunt and ask him where the paradox is. He tells me how to get there the easy way, across the street and down the alley. I had no problem finding it then. But first, while at the Black Star, I bought a gram of their Guiana weed, super cheap 5 Euro a gram. I had read that this was a good weed from the ACD reports. I had wanted to try some. I was pleasantly surprised. A good smoke, especially for the price, a heavy creeping buzz, nice.
So after this I floated out the door, across the road, down the side street and there it was the Paradox coffee shop. A sweet neighborly shop, mostly locals with a few tourists like me. A very nice bud tender, very willing to help, very informative and pleased as punch with the 420 coming to party. But like everyone else he is wondering and worrying about the volcano cloud. Still hoping for the best.
One of the cool things about the Paradox is that they sell 5 Euro bags, so you don't have to break the bank to try a lot of different weeds. I think that this is an excellent idea. I tried an AM Haze, and some Jamaican. Also a hot chocolate. And all 3 were pretty good. A fine shop, I will certainly visit again.
After a nice visit I asked the budtender what time it is and find it's already 11:00. Yikes! I need to be headed to the Leidesplein to find out about the St. Nicholas boat trip. I get there and Shit fire, they are closed due to some bad press online. Someone said they charged for their rides so the city took them to court, again!. So they're closed until the mess is cleared up,agin!.. Well no canal trip this time. This so sucks! While I was in ledsplean quare I went by Dolfins coffee shop and picked up a gr. Of the white dolfin weed 10 euros, I think ? a excellent smoke, bit harsh but a massively good high,just right for my walk back to meet the others.
Well, on towards Popeye's to meat up with Blueberry, Island girl and pal. Out the door stagger to the left and off I go again. It's such a pleasure to walk along the canals in the Jordaan. Such a pretty place. Trees and flowers blooming in small riots of colors. Dark red bricks and white window sills.charming! Ah, here's Popeye's. I go in and see I'm the first one there. Go up to the bud tender, buy a gram of Jack Herrner and a cup of coffee. Not a bad smoke a bit dry and crumbly but a fair buzz. I grab the big table in front, plunk myself down, pull out my pipe and get lit up again while waiting for the others to show. Also sitting at the big table, back in the corner all by herself is a young lady from Canada, stranded by the cloud. So we chat and buzz awhile .Poor baby!
Around 2:00 Blueberry , Island Girl and pal show up, have a seat at the table and proceed to start rolling up joints, I'm not sure what kind.I lost track . Before we got very far along in our efforts the owner comes over with a big hookah pipe loaded to the rim with sweet cannabis and invites us all to smoke up. The first one to take a pull on the hookah is blueberry. She hits it like Mike Tyson, then hacks up a lung, turning a remarkable shade of pink. Easy there B.B. The hookah may makah you pukah. The next person to try is me, of course. Well now, I hit that big puppy just as gentle as a cream puff and didn't cough a lick. TA DA! But he real reason I didn't' hit it big is simple . my old lungs don't expand that far any more.!!! But a good time was had by all and a Buzz was achieved
Now, as I had mentioned earlier, there was a young, stranded girl sitting with our group. Blueberry got to talking to her and offered to help her find a safe room at the bike shop/hotel where she rented her bike. She had had business with the nice people there before. Blueberry even got on her bike, rode over there and made sure there was a room. What a nice thing to do.
Well, time to go, so we all go over to the 420-De Kuu. We get drinks and a table in back. I got some silver haze a cold drink Miss.BB was recognized.!!! She's a star !!!with her vids & web page Wow! She was even given some free Blueberry weed to acknowledge her weed queen status, how cool. The 420 is also very pleased to be in another new video taped by Blueberry, of course. .
Now I was starving. Island Girl and me both, Blueberry had already eaten. On our way over to the Green peace Coffee shop, Island Girl and I stopped in an Argentine steak house and had dinner. The food was fine, but really, 4.5 Euros for a pop? And then paying for ketchup? Give me a break! I just ordered a whole dinner and you want me to pay for a condiment? Oh well, I need to get over myself, eat and move on.
Next stop Greenhouse. A lovely shop, I consistently get good service there. They have a clean bathroom and excellent weed without fail Island Girl went wild here and loaded up on multiple grams, lot's of Euros. I can't blame her, the smoke here is wonderful. The Blueberry cheese in particular is superb, sweet to the throat and kind to the lungs. And will kick you in the Ass. It's not a very often when I just stop what I'm doing and say "damn, I'm high" and really mean it. Island Girl was of the same opinion of the Blueberry cheese, she too was blasted we were both slashed when we left. Had to get to Basjoe's, more party to happen there. At Cisco's T & T.
It's a pretty walk, a little chilly, but I'm so buzzed I wouldn't care if it was snowing or even if a volcanic cloud was overhead. Yeah, right!
We walk in the door and are greeted by Soulrider already in the main booth/table. And by James of course, standing behind the bar and smiling his gentle sweet stoned smile. And so the party commences. But where are Cisco and Blueberry? You guys are missing one hell of a stone out.. Joints are going around in a maddeningly fast rate. It's almost impossible to keep up. And then a joint of Jack Henner with Terminator was pass around and around, then another round and round again. I'm so sorry but I cant quite remember who all as there that night, but I believe that we were all just racked up, I know I was. It was great! Well it's getting kind of late for an old broad like me. so Im ready to head back to my digs , Brrrr! It's freakin' cold out tonight ( I'm not used to the cold anymore).
Stop at a little shop on my way to buy a coke lite an munches of some kind. Then hit the door of my crib and puff up the stairs from hell. There isn't any landing to stop and catch your breath until the 3rd floor. Yips! These steps would make a mountain goat wheeze!
Make it to my room, drop off my goodies and go to the kitchen for a glass of ice for the coke light. Say hi to the conga line of boys in the hallway, put some stuff in the fridge and wash up a bit.
Saunder back to the room, turn-on the tube, put on jammies, turn down the bed ,fluff up the pillows and load up a pipe with some la con.from Basjoe's Get comfy & warm. Have a few tokes, drink my glass of pop , turn off the lamp, then fast to sleep.Good night.
More find Hestia. Not only where was I when I sketched these, but, like Waldo, where am I in the picture? 
Day 2, April 16, Friday
I wake up about 7:00. I'm an early riser, comes from being raised on a farm. You have to get up early to milk them chickens and slop them cows, ya know.
Slept pretty well, a bit noisy,but after all I am staying just over the Greenhouse lounge so what else should I expect. No fighting or scrapping, just singing and laughing a lot. I don't mind. It just sounds like young life. Anyway, now it's morning and Holy Crap. I need a hot shower in the worst way. I mean that seriously. I've been up and about roughly 36 hr. without benefit of soap and water and I smell like it. So, after de-stinking myself, a big cup of hot coffee. I know this sounds terrible, but I brought my own coffee with me. Tasters Choice instant. Yes I am a total caffeine savage. But what can I say? I like my coffee sweet, hot and way way easy. Sounds like an ex-husband of mine.
Back to my room to drink my first caffeine of the day and load up a pipe of Basjoe's special. Oh, yeah, that's the ticked! Just what I needed. One more cuppa joe, finish my pipe, dress and start moving toward the stairs.
On my way out, I run into two more young men, from Sweden initially. They live in an apartment on the 4th floor. Damn, Y, what are you running here, a freakin' men's club? I go down the stairs to Y's apt on the 2nd floor and have my 3rd cup of coffee Amsterdam style, and use the computer for a little bit. I ask her about all the men, she just cackled loudly and lit a joint.
Well it seems that bitch of a volcano is still spewing out smoke and ash. The airports all over Europe are shutting down until it stops. I'm terribly afraid this will negatively affect the 420 gathering. I hope not, but it's not looking good. I feel a chill in my heart. But there's still time, let's hope for the best.
After a pleasant visit with the landlady, I'm out the door, headed towards Picasso's coffee shop for my first stop. There it is, and open too. I slide up the bud bar and ask the bud tender what weed was good for traveling and what about the free breakfast mentioned in the window. Here's the deal. if you buy 12.5 Euros of weed you get an Amsterdam style of breakfast...bread, cheese, sausage a drink. Not bad. So I got 1.60 grams of poison. Not a bad smoke at all.pretty buds! It put a hop in my step and a buzz in my head. So all in all it worked out pretty good. As I left I told the bud tender I would seem him in the morning as I was staying close by.I like to give people a warning.
It's a beautiful sunny morning , clear blue skies, no wind and the crowds are already starting to move and flow in that particular Amsterdam way. Bikes everywhere weaving and rolling along, just lovely. Standing on a canal bridge I pull out my trusty ACD map and start making my way toward the Jordaan and the paradox coffee shop. Now, I've been to the paradox a couple of times and always have a bitch of a time finding it. So this time I go the Black Star coffee shop first.
Now this shop is easily found being on a busy street, So I boogie in the door and ask the nice bud tender, a Jamaican dude smoking a blunt and ask him where the paradox is. He tells me how to get there the easy way, across the street and down the alley. I had no problem finding it then. But first, while at the Black Star, I bought a gram of their Guiana weed, super cheap 5 Euro a gram. I had read that this was a good weed from the ACD reports. I had wanted to try some. I was pleasantly surprised. A good smoke, especially for the price, a heavy creeping buzz, nice.
So after this I floated out the door, across the road, down the side street and there it was the Paradox coffee shop. A sweet neighborly shop, mostly locals with a few tourists like me. A very nice bud tender, very willing to help, very informative and pleased as punch with the 420 coming to party. But like everyone else he is wondering and worrying about the volcano cloud. Still hoping for the best.
One of the cool things about the Paradox is that they sell 5 Euro bags, so you don't have to break the bank to try a lot of different weeds. I think that this is an excellent idea
. I tried an AM Haze, and some Jamaican. Also a hot chocolate. And all 3 were pretty good. A fine shop, I will certainly visit again.After a nice visit I asked the budtender what time it is and find it's already 11:00. Yikes! I need to be headed to the Leidesplein to find out about the St. Nicholas boat trip. I get there and Shit fire, they are closed due to some bad press online. Someone said they charged for their rides so the city took them to court, again!. So they're closed until the mess is cleared up,agin!.. Well no canal trip this time. This so sucks! While I was in ledsplean quare I went by Dolfins coffee shop and picked up a gr. Of the white dolfin weed 10 euros, I think ? a excellent smoke, bit harsh but a massively good high,just right for my walk back to meet the others.
Well, on towards Popeye's to meat up with Blueberry, Island girl and pal. Out the door stagger to the left and off I go again. It's such a pleasure to walk along the canals in the Jordaan. Such a pretty place. Trees and flowers blooming in small riots of colors. Dark red bricks and white window sills.charming! Ah, here's Popeye's. I go in and see I'm the first one there. Go up to the bud tender, buy a gram of Jack Herrner and a cup of coffee. Not a bad smoke a bit dry and crumbly but a fair buzz. I grab the big table in front, plunk myself down, pull out my pipe and get lit up again while waiting for the others to show. Also sitting at the big table, back in the corner all by herself is a young lady from Canada, stranded by the cloud. So we chat and buzz awhile .Poor baby!
Around 2:00 Blueberry , Island Girl and pal show up, have a seat at the table and proceed to start rolling up joints, I'm not sure what kind.I lost track . Before we got very far along in our efforts the owner comes over with a big hookah pipe loaded to the rim with sweet cannabis and invites us all to smoke up. The first one to take a pull on the hookah is blueberry. She hits it like Mike Tyson, then hacks up a lung, turning a remarkable shade of pink. Easy there B.B. The hookah may makah you pukah. The next person to try is me, of course. Well now, I hit that big puppy just as gentle as a cream puff and didn't cough a lick. TA DA! But he real reason I didn't' hit it big is simple . my old lungs don't expand that far any more.!!! But a good time was had by all and a Buzz was achieved
Now, as I had mentioned earlier, there was a young, stranded girl sitting with our group. Blueberry got to talking to her and offered to help her find a safe room at the bike shop/hotel where she rented her bike. She had had business with the nice people there before. Blueberry even got on her bike, rode over there and made sure there was a room. What a nice thing to do.
Well, time to go, so we all go over to the 420-De Kuu. We get drinks and a table in back. I got some silver haze a cold drink Miss.BB was recognized.!!! She's a star !!!with her vids & web page Wow! She was even given some free Blueberry weed to acknowledge her weed queen status, how cool. The 420 is also very pleased to be in another new video taped by Blueberry, of course. .
Now I was starving. Island Girl and me both, Blueberry had already eaten. On our way over to the Green peace Coffee shop, Island Girl and I stopped in an Argentine steak house and had dinner. The food was fine, but really, 4.5 Euros for a pop? And then paying for ketchup? Give me a break! I just ordered a whole dinner and you want me to pay for a condiment? Oh well, I need to get over myself, eat and move on.
Next stop Greenhouse. A lovely shop, I consistently get good service there. They have a clean bathroom and excellent weed without fail Island Girl went wild here and loaded up on multiple grams, lot's of Euros. I can't blame her, the smoke here is wonderful. The Blueberry cheese in particular is superb, sweet to the throat and kind to the lungs. And will kick you in the Ass. It's not a very often when I just stop what I'm doing and say "damn, I'm high" and really mean it. Island Girl was of the same opinion of the Blueberry cheese, she too was blasted we were both slashed when we left. Had to get to Basjoe's, more party to happen there. At Cisco's T & T.
It's a pretty walk, a little chilly, but I'm so buzzed I wouldn't care if it was snowing or even if a volcanic cloud was overhead. Yeah, right!
We walk in the door and are greeted by Soulrider already in the main booth/table. And by James of course, standing behind the bar and smiling his gentle sweet stoned smile.
And so the party commences. But where are Cisco and Blueberry? You guys are missing one hell of a stone out.. Joints are going around in a maddeningly fast rate. It's almost impossible to keep up. And then a joint of Jack Henner with Terminator was pass around and around, then another round and round again. I'm so sorry but I cant quite remember who all as there that night, but I believe that we were all just racked up, I know I was. It was great! Well it's getting kind of late for an old broad like me. so Im ready to head back to my digs , Brrrr! It's freakin' cold out tonight ( I'm not used to the cold anymore).Stop at a little shop on my way to buy a coke lite an munches of some kind. Then hit the door of my crib and puff up the stairs from hell. There isn't any landing to stop and catch your breath until the 3rd floor. Yips! These steps would make a mountain goat wheeze!
Make it to my room, drop off my goodies and go to the kitchen for a glass of ice for the coke light. Say hi to the conga line of boys in the hallway, put some stuff in the fridge and wash up a bit.
Saunder back to the room, turn-on the tube, put on jammies, turn down the bed ,fluff up the pillows and load up a pipe with some la con.from Basjoe's Get comfy & warm. Have a few tokes, drink my glass of pop , turn off the lamp, then fast to sleep.Good night.
Day 2, April 16, Friday
I wake up about 7:00. I'm an early riser, comes from being raised on a farm. You have to get up early to milk them chickens and slop them cows, ya know. Slept pretty well, a bit noisy,but after all I am staying just over the Greenhouse lounge so what else should I expect. No fighting or scrapping, just singing and laughing a lot. I don't mind. It just sounds like young life. Anyway, now it's morning and Holy Crap. I need a hot shower in the worst way. I mean that seriously. I've been up and about roughly 36 hr. without benefit of soap and water and I smell like it.
So, after de-stinking myself, a big cup of hot coffee. I know this sounds terrible, but I brought my own coffee with me. Tasters Choice instant. Yes I am a total caffeine savage. But what can I say? I like my coffee sweet, hot and way way easy. Sounds like an ex-husband of mine.
Back to my room to drink my first caffeine of the day and load up a pipe of Basjoe's special. Oh, yeah, that's the ticked! Just what I needed. One more cuppa joe, finish my pipe, dress and start moving toward the stairs.
On my way out, I run into two more young men, from Sweden initially. They live in an apartment on the 4th floor. Damn, Y, what are you running here, a freakin' men's club? I go down the stairs to Y's apt on the 2nd floor and have my 3rd cup of coffee Amsterdam style, and use the computer for a little bit. I ask her about all the men, she just cackled loudly and lit a joint.
Well it seems that bitch of a volcano is still spewing out smoke and ash. The airports all over Europe are shutting down until it stops. I'm terribly afraid this will negatively affect the 420 gathering. I hope not, but it's not looking good. I feel a chill in my heart. But there's still time, let's hope for the best.
After a pleasant visit with the landlady, I'm out the door, headed towards Picasso's coffee shop for my first stop. There it is, and open too. I slide up the bud bar and ask the bud tender what weed was good for traveling and what about the free breakfast mentioned in the window. Here's the deal. if you buy 12.5 Euros of weed you get an Amsterdam style of breakfast...bread, cheese, sausage a drink. Not bad. So I got 1.60 grams of poison. Not a bad smoke at all.pretty buds! It put a hop in my step and a buzz in my head. So all in all it worked out pretty good. As I left I told the bud tender I would seem him in the morning as I was staying close by.I like to give people a warning.
It's a beautiful sunny morning , clear blue skies, no wind and the crowds are already starting to move and flow in that particular Amsterdam way. Bikes everywhere weaving and rolling along, just lovely. Standing on a canal bridge I pull out my trusty ACD map and start making my way toward the Jordaan and the paradox coffee shop. Now, I've been to the paradox a couple of times and always have a bitch of a time finding it. So this time I go the Black Star coffee shop first.
Now this shop is easily found being on a busy street, So I boogie in the door and ask the nice bud tender, a Jamaican dude smoking a blunt and ask him where the paradox is. He tells me how to get there the easy way, across the street and down the alley. I had no problem finding it then. But first, while at the Black Star, I bought a gram of their Guiana weed, super cheap 5 Euro a gram. I had read that this was a good weed from the ACD reports. I had wanted to try some. I was pleasantly surprised. A good smoke, especially for the price, a heavy creeping buzz, nice.
So after this I floated out the door, across the road, down the side street and there it was the Paradox coffee shop. A sweet neighborly shop, mostly locals with a few tourists like me. A very nice bud tender, very willing to help, very informative and pleased as punch with the 420 coming to party. But like everyone else he is wondering and worrying about the volcano cloud. Still hoping for the best.
One of the cool things about the Paradox is that they sell 5 Euro bags, so you don't have to break the bank to try a lot of different weeds. I think that this is an excellent idea. I tried an AM Haze, and some Jamaican. Also a hot chocolate. And all 3 were pretty good. A fine shop, I will certainly visit again.
After a nice visit I asked the budtender what time it is and find it's already 11:00. Yikes! I need to be headed to the Leidesplein to find out about the St. Nicholas boat trip. I get there and Shit fire, they are closed due to some bad press online. Someone said they charged for their rides so the city took them to court, again!. So they're closed until the mess is cleared up,agin!.. Well no canal trip this time. This so sucks! While I was in ledsplean quare I went by Dolfins coffee shop and picked up a gr. Of the white dolfin weed 10 euros, I think ? a excellent smoke, bit harsh but a massively good high,just right for my walk back to meet the others.
Well, on towards Popeye's to meat up with Blueberry, Island girl and pal. Out the door stagger to the left and off I go again. It's such a pleasure to walk along the canals in the Jordaan. Such a pretty place. Trees and flowers blooming in small riots of colors. Dark red bricks and white window sills.charming! Ah, here's Popeye's. I go in and see I'm the first one there. Go up to the bud tender, buy a gram of Jack Herrner and a cup of coffee. Not a bad smoke a bit dry and crumbly but a fair buzz. I grab the big table in front, plunk myself down, pull out my pipe and get lit up again while waiting for the others to show. Also sitting at the big table, back in the corner all by herself is a young lady from Canada, stranded by the cloud. So we chat and buzz awhile .Poor baby!
Around 2:00 Blueberry , Island Girl and pal show up, have a seat at the table and proceed to start rolling up joints, I'm not sure what kind.I lost track . Before we got very far along in our efforts the owner comes over with a big hookah pipe loaded to the rim with sweet cannabis and invites us all to smoke up. The first one to take a pull on the hookah is blueberry. She hits it like Mike Tyson, then hacks up a lung, turning a remarkable shade of pink. Easy there B.B. The hookah may makah you pukah. The next person to try is me, of course. Well now, I hit that big puppy just as gentle as a cream puff and didn't cough a lick. TA DA! But he real reason I didn't' hit it big is simple . my old lungs don't expand that far any more.!!! But a good time was had by all and a Buzz was achieved
Now, as I had mentioned earlier, there was a young, stranded girl sitting with our group. Blueberry got to talking to her and offered to help her find a safe room at the bike shop/hotel where she rented her bike. She had had business with the nice people there before. Blueberry even got on her bike, rode over there and made sure there was a room. What a nice thing to do.
Well, time to go, so we all go over to the 420-De Kuu. We get drinks and a table in back. I got some silver haze a cold drink Miss.BB was recognized.!!! She's a star !!!with her vids & web page Wow! She was even given some free Blueberry weed to acknowledge her weed queen status, how cool. The 420 is also very pleased to be in another new video taped by Blueberry, of course. .
Now I was starving. Island Girl and me both, Blueberry had already eaten. On our way over to the Green peace Coffee shop, Island Girl and I stopped in an Argentine steak house and had dinner. The food was fine, but really, 4.5 Euros for a pop? And then paying for ketchup? Give me a break! I just ordered a whole dinner and you want me to pay for a condiment? Oh well, I need to get over myself, eat and move on.
Next stop Greenhouse. A lovely shop, I consistently get good service there. They have a clean bathroom and excellent weed without fail Island Girl went wild here and loaded up on multiple grams, lot's of Euros. I can't blame her, the smoke here is wonderful. The Blueberry cheese in particular is superb, sweet to the throat and kind to the lungs. And will kick you in the Ass. It's not a very often when I just stop what I'm doing and say "damn, I'm high" and really mean it. Island Girl was of the same opinion of the Blueberry cheese, she too was blasted we were both slashed when we left. Had to get to Basjoe's, more party to happen there. At Cisco's T & T.
It's a pretty walk, a little chilly, but I'm so buzzed I wouldn't care if it was snowing or even if a volcanic cloud was overhead. Yeah, right!
We walk in the door and are greeted by Soulrider already in the main booth/table. And by James of course, standing behind the bar and smiling his gentle sweet stoned smile. And so the party commences. But where are Cisco and Blueberry? You guys are missing one hell of a stone out.. Joints are going around in a maddeningly fast rate. It's almost impossible to keep up. And then a joint of Jack Henner with Terminator was pass around and around, then another round and round again. I'm so sorry but I cant quite remember who all as there that night, but I believe that we were all just racked up, I know I was. It was great! Well it's getting kind of late for an old broad like me. so Im ready to head back to my digs , Brrrr! It's freakin' cold out tonight ( I'm not used to the cold anymore).
Stop at a little shop on my way to buy a coke lite an munches of some kind. Then hit the door of my crib and puff up the stairs from hell. There isn't any landing to stop and catch your breath until the 3rd floor. Yips! These steps would make a mountain goat wheeze!
Make it to my room, drop off my goodies and go to the kitchen for a glass of ice for the coke light. Say hi to the conga line of boys in the hallway, put some stuff in the fridge and wash up a bit.
Saunder back to the room, turn-on the tube, put on jammies, turn down the bed ,fluff up the pillows and load up a pipe with some la con.from Basjoe's Get comfy & warm. Have a few tokes, drink my glass of pop , turn off the lamp, then fast to sleep.Good night.
More find Hestia. Not only where was I when I sketched these, but, like Waldo, where am I in the picture?