was a heavy daily user, killed my motivation so I thought id kick the habit just long enough to complete my high school certificate.
After a very long 6 months of high school and a successful completion, I found myself in Thailand, on a celebratory holiday.
With weed not even crossing my mind as I had so long of a break, I did not really intend on smoking, also due to the crazy death sentences and ridiculous fines if I was to get caught.
Me and my girlfriend booked a cool as fuck tour, including white water rafting down serene isolated rivers in a jungle like scene the middle of nowhere, riding majestic elephants and tearing it up on some quad bikes.
Hopped onto the pickup cab who took us on our 1 hour drive into the wilderness of Thailand to the site of our tour, and prepared for a long ride. After picking up a couple people from their hotels, a familiar odour wafted through the taxi... Weed? I thought? no way...
I looked ahead of me and notived a younger looking couple, puffing on what looked like a vaporizer of sorts (G-Pen). As an avid E-cigarette enthusiast at the time, I thought id question them whether their device was a vape?
Their response was - yeah dude, wanna hit it? and I asked what was in it, they presented me with a container holding in excess of 3grams of an "indica" wax, they smuggled over from the USA!
In awe of their death defying feat, and with my excitement / anxiety levels peaking, I told them id have to have a good long think about their offer... after all I was about to smoke hash oil (which I never tried before this, being in AUS it was hard to source) after a 6month tolerance break!
After a mental battle, with angel and devil on each shoulder, I thought fuck it, im about to smoke hash oil with americans on a tour bus and go white water rafting, ride elephants and quads. If anything its a story for the grandkids.
So I took a baby puff, and passed to my girlfriend who hit it way harder than me. Shocked I yanked it back and said hey hold up she cant do more than me (LOL) and took a badass toke, with vape filling the taxi full of oblivious tour-goers.
within minutes the most intense onset ive ever felt from cannabis occurred. It was a psychedelic trip, my perspective totally and completely changed, from pure virgin sober, to fried as a crisp. observing the radical change showed me what "getting high" was really like once again, nothing like it is when you have a tolerance.
My vision was enhanced, and my thoughts mangled, I hopped out of the tour bus into the blazing thai sun, to have the most epic day of my life.
This event could have been the greatest coincidence in my life, I may have never started smoking weed again if it wasn't for this.
I hope to one day be the one to share my hash oil with another fellow traveller on the road, an experience of a life time.
After this, during the same trip, we happened to get a thai brick of weed from the koh samui islands, whilst not the dankest bud, with our low tolerances more than satisfied. Also endulged in some beautiful Koh Samui cubensis on my birthday, sitting on a balcony overlooking the greatest view of my life with my girlfriend smoking doobies back to back whilst munching down a piece of fungus when need be.
Drugs + Travel = the best and worst experiences one can have in life.
Tolerance breaks = best highs of your life on return