Wednesday, July 29, 2015

So, after escaping the rednecks, we headed to Colorado. I had looked on weed maps and saw where Trinidad was one of the closest towns with recreational marijuana. So we're breaking our necks trying to get to the dispensary in time. It closed at 6:45, and the little map in my phone said we would be there at 6:50, so we were driving as fast as we could, without getting ticketed. There are a lot of truckers and they can't take the hills, so it's easy to pass them by without speeding.

We get into Trinidad, and we didn't even look for a place to stay, we went straight to the dispensary and made it just in time. I'd never bought legal weed before, so for me it was an amazing experience. We went to Peaceful Herb, and when you walk in, there is a little lobby to the left, but usually they're pretty good at getting you in and out. The lady checked my ID, and then welcomed me into the back. There isn't any just "looking around" in those places. Pretty much you tell them what you want and they'll guide you to what they have available. I had heard all about the brownies, but it was $8 for one 10 mg brownie. I sort of balked at that and she could tell by the expression on my face that I wanted more. So she showed me some Love's cookies....they came in a little container with 10 10 mg for $22. I got those. I'd never had marijuana edibles before and was anxious to try them. I didn't think I needed any herb, but it was my first time there. I told the lady I had to buy at least a little cannabis, and so she asked what kind of feeling I was looking for and I told her...mellow, and couch lock would be nice. She suggested Indica or a strong indica hybrid. She gave me several jars to smell and look at, and I chose Cotton Candy Kush for my very first recreation marijuana purchase. Then she asked me if this was my first time to buy legally, and I told her it was. She said good, and went back and got me a button....that'll be cool to have.

Walking out of the store, the guy who worked at the dispensary next door saw that we were from Texas, from the plates on our car. He asked if we were looking for a smoke friendly hotel, and I said yes, then he told us which ones in town were 420 friendly. We go down to the first hotel he suggested, but it was booked up. It was the coolest looking place too. Just an old motel that's owner operated. You drive up, park, and go to the side of the entry where the owner sits and smokes weed with the guest. He looked like a biker type, and was very nice. He even had a five foot tall marijuana pant sitting right up on front of his patio area...it's one of the first things I noticed. Anyway, that one didn't work out. So we went to the other end of town and stayed at a hotel there. I can't remember the name of it, but they had a pool table, so we rented it for the night. And me and my mom got high as a kite that night. The edibles are a lot different, they were indica based cookies, and they did a very good job of calming our nerves. I had heard that the edibles could sneak up on you and trip you out, so I did as directed and only ate one. And smoked a bowl waiting for the cookies to kick in. Once they did, for me, it was like a Valium type of high...just really mellow. We both ate a few more and it was good. I wouldn't eat three at a time unless you're used to it. I hear a lot about it, and people get messed up and freaked out.

After that night, we decided we wanted to stay for a week. So I paid for a weeks hotel and we thought about staying there. The rent is cheap, but there are very few jobs. I talked to a few locals, and they were all very friendly and not discouraging of us moving there, however, they did tell me the down sides too. I mean if all you want to do is hide out financially and not spend a lot of money, and still be in a legal state, I'd have to vote for Trinidad, Colorado. 

Sunday, July 26, 2015

So, I've moved to Eugene Oregon. It's a great place, and I want to tell you all about it, but first, I'd like to tell you about the trip up here. It's was really amazing. It's been a while since I've done a YouTube video, but my hair has grown back out and it's maybe just a little past my shoulders. In a small town in the panhandle of Texas, me and my mother pulled over to use the restrooms and get some water. We has all of our things...basically everything we owned, in the trunk of the car. So, we'd agreed that one would go inside, and take the car keys with them when they go, so the one standing around outside doesn't have any keys to be robbed...just a small security measure. Anyway, my mother goes in first and I'm standing outside. The bumper had come loose so I bent over to clip it back in, and I was waiting for my mom...couldn't wait any longer, so I thought...small store in the middle of nowhere, I'll just take a wiz behind the store and save some time. We were in a race to get to Trinidad by 6:40 PM. Anyway, while I'm using the "facilities" this fat lady walks around the back of the building and looks at me. Then goes back. I walk back up to the car and my mom walks up and says "lets get out of here...they're about to call the cops." So I don't ask any questions...I just get in the car. I asked what happened back at the store, and she said some redneck hick walked in and told everyone that some long haired hippy looking guy with sunglasses on, was looking in people's cars for keys. My mother said she listened for a little bit, thinking there was some bad guy outside...then she figured out...and told them "Wait...wait...wait...that's my son. He's not looking for keys. We're leaving now." So if I hadn't peed in the back, I for sure would have been busting a gut to get out of Texas. I'm so glad it's in my rear view mirror....I couldn't believe it though. Almost getting the cops called on me. And not for the right reason either. Peeing in public is a crime...waiting outside the store when you're taking a long trip should be encouraged. Oh well, I guess their back to burring their guns and ammo now. Not that I'm against guns...but that town should have a fence around it and I don't feel people like that should have access to firearms. Crazy rednecks.