*Click this link to download and watch video of me lighting up my first LEGAL Dutch spliff! :-)*
Yesterday my sister and I went out on bikes to do some shopping. Per my request, we stopped at a coffeeshop beforehand, one named Reefer Coffeeshop. I bought a massive spliff and a Diet Coke. We had to leave about 5 minutes after I lit it up because my sister’s eyes were getting red and dried. Then we ventured out into an open air market with various stalls, some professional selling new, some household selling used.
High as a kite I spent about fifteen minutes looking through badly worn, dirty sneakers. There was some kind of massive howling noise made routinely in the background… It was just bizarre at the bazaar, you feel me? Eventually I ended up buying a Joe Cocker album, “With a Little Help from My Friends” for 2 euro. The other albums (Loggins & Messina, Kenny Loggins, etcetera) were all priced at 10-20 euro but for some reason this psychedelic gem was only 2. “That’s 2 euro!” said the big fat man selling his records.
Perhaps to the sensitive Dutch ear the scratchy voice of Joe Cocker is simply a mismatch, or worse, offensive. I mean, Joe Cocker is kind of what Dick Cheney would sound like, if the Vice sang Beatles songs. Anyway, after the open air market my sister and I went on to a health and body store, where she insisted that I try some aloe for my hands, which I admit were dry. But this set up the nightmare situation of riding through the downtown areas holding a record on the handlebars of the bike with greased up hands. Did I mention the spliff already?
But anyways it was a good time. My sister was offended when I got talking to this tailor woman about my teeth being yellow, anarchist politics, European pigfarming versus American pigfarming, etcetera, because she thought it was all “high talk”. Just because its legal here doesn’t necessarily make it socially acceptable all the time, I guess is the lesson.
*Click this link to download and watch video of me lighting up my first LEGAL Dutch spliff! :-)*