I only got a hold of good acid once as I was a little late to the hippie party thing. It became strychnine laced stomach eating nastiness, at least around my part of the world, so our relationship was short. Shroom's were much cleaner and became my preferred method of taking a trip without leaving the farm.

Experiences? Would be here all night. So Reader's Digest Condensed Version:

Saved by Robert The Viking when I got separated from my friends in a strange college town. Assaulted by a wino in a Safeway, whom I promptly assaulted back. Chilling on a friends porch when his neighbor came home and found her husband had hung himself. A friend who thought he was dying 3 different times while we were peaking. Having my friends truck catch on fire and burn down on a busy freeway a long way from home. Then having to ride a bus home sitting next to a fat lady who was taking BBQ potato chips out of a bag, licking the BBQ taste off of them and putting them back in the bag.