I love venturing into the unknown.
I did ninjutsu when I was very young, and in the face of one of those crazy things in my life I met some other crazy people like me that I kept a good relationship with. These freaks know amazing places.
One of these crazy friends of mine called me and immediately said "hey, let's hit the road and have a smoke?" – and that's how he took me to another city at dawn on a motorcycle (which is not a complaint).
In this little adventure, we found something in common in our hearts: finding the perfect place to smoke the perfect joint.
Why not start by walking into an abandoned factory after a fire? (That was very specific, right? sorry, I like random adventures haha).
Did you like the view? ~~ *
I had to jump some high walls, plus I was being a mosquito meal (they can't resist a hot one), but every floor I climbed while the joint burned, the more excited I was.
In addition, the lighting in the midst of the rubble is divine. Art in the face of chaos, isn't it?
Obviously we were pretty stoned.
See you on my next search for the perfect place to get high.
~ Vanilla Mon
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weedfarmer:
Enjoyed reading your weed adventure blog. I've been doing this for years and I have smoked weed in some crazy places. Recently went motorcycle riding and I had Kaycee with me. We rode out of Kentucky and crossed the Ohio River into Southern Indian. And rode down the river to Muckport IN a ghost town. And we went in the Tavern and lit up a joint. And a ghost started playing with the doors and windows. Kaycee was out of that Tavern so fast and running down the road leaving Muckport IN. Me I walked out talking to the ghost still smoking my joint.
bunnylha:
@WEEDFARMER: thaaanks! I think finding the peaceful place to smoke is the best way to find inner peace hahaha you, for example, had a crazy adventure! I loved it!