Hasj Dreamer: Day one, Sunday June 13th
We arrive wicked early, like before six am and head into town. Now this trip would open with one bizzar day... The wife takes nightly meds that kinda knock her out and, unfortunately she took them too late during the flight and was still sleeping when the plane touched down! Needless to say, she was disoriented as all hell and after searching for an open shop at seven am on Sunday was no easy task. We settled on, of all places...
The Bull Dog!!!
Now, I'll admit i was reluctant but the wife couldn't walk another step. Oh yeah, it was the BD next to Doors...
Since we haven't stepped inside a BD since the mid nineties our expectations were pretty low and as a result we were pleasantly surprised!
The bad?
No free papers, only tabs (wtf?) but papers and lighters were pretty cheap and available in a vending machine. Plus we now have to waive around bullshit BD papers and lighter at other shops!
Lots of kid pot tourists... I mean LOTS! At 7:30 it was pretty popular with the young crowd.
The good?
Well, the fact that that's all the bad i got is a start!
The hasj... Super polm, I believe and at 12 euro a gram the price was inflated but not too badly especially since it was clean, tasty and quite potent!
The staff... Nice guy, better than Barney's that early in the morning.
Good coffee.
My poor wife couldn't make it past a toke and didn't take a sip. She had to lay down and we were like seven hours away from check in at the other side of town! Crashing fast we found a cheap and clean hostel with a private bed and she vomited and slept (repeat!).
The sun was shining and my wife did NOT want me hovering so I was forced to hit the Dam lone and occupy a couple of hours by myself...what's a boy to do?
Leaving de graal now for something sweet and heading back to the apartment now...
Good night from Amsterdam!