You know it, Stan...we had a kickass time. You and Mike and Soulrider were really great and knowledgeable helping us find the best gear. We are in the very beginning stages of planning the next trip..it will not be right away, but not too long either.
Thankfully I was able to avoid any pee pain, and of course I didn't eat any Yellow Snow. I did, however smoke a ton. I bought 5 gms of SSH a gram each of the Stargazer, Chocolope, LA Con and one other weed I don't recall. Most of my buys were hash. I got an Ice Hash at La Turtullia (sp?) that comes in 5 gram coins with a decoration stamped in it....I initially wanted to get a whole coin, but by then I had bought so many thc products, I only got a gram....I highly regret that now. As stated before I loved the oily, sticky perfection of the dark Royal Jelly and Star Trek Hashes. I got what was called a Supreme Polm, which was a lovely tasting, but mellow high. My first of all was the Golden Morrocan from Rockerij, which was also nice, but not life changing. I got at least 5 other grams of ice hashes, a temple ball hash, and loose hash that was unpressed (I had wanted the gunpowder trichs, but they were out) The unpressed grains were a perfect top dressing to a bowl, as they melted down into the weed.
Then of course there was a huge amount of cones passed to us by our group of friends, one great one was the Terminator melting down a joint that Mike started up, it was a head ringer! Soulrider sent around powerful joints throughout our first night, as did Stan, which if I remember right he brought on the Martian Mean Green which has a definite kick as well. Then there were tons of volcano bags of various perfect tasting weeds and hashes. It was a bummer that SoulRider's last day in the Dam was our first day, but Mike and Stan were there throughout, so Wes and I were always with friends.
All that made for a floaty, creatively stimulating fog that lasted those 5 days, plus the remaining 13 days across Europe with my haul. It even re-started my fire for doing oil pastels and painting...I got pastels and canvas paper in Paris. (I've not picked up a brush or pastel in over 15 years)
IT was an overall wanton cannabis gauntlet. There are many reasons for my poor memory:
1. the list above
2. The "kid in the candy store effect" I was overwhelmed and the choice and quality to the point it was almost manic...I didn't always pay attention to the trough I was feeding from, I was just buying candy....I was happier than a dork at Christmas.
3. Trying to fit it all in. Going to all the places Ive read about.
4. Though a 30 year smoker, I was a Dam rookie.
5. With my condition, I take a heavy amount of opiates, they fog the memory and I hate that. What I hate worse is that the opiates often take away the full effect of weed, but the thc does work wonders in filling the gap in pain relief that opiates do not fill.
6. It was living a dream and since the details of dreams fade somewhat, I am very glad for the friends Ive made here that shared in the cannabis experience of my life, who can fill in the gaps and keep the memories stoked.
7. Almost forgot this...we went on to Paris for 4 nights, Florence for 4 nights, and Rome for 5 nights, so the collective experiences, and smoking all the way probably fuzzed me a bit more.
Perhaps thats the best way for me to describe the trip. Being an artist I tend toward disorganization as a rule, so trying to be chronological just wouldn't work for me. It was all part of one large canvas of experiences I won't forget, though the where/when detail may not be exact, I remember all that was said and shared, and for me thats the best way, as Declan McManus would say, it is painted from memory.
I do still need to get a list of all the shops we went to.
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