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Trip report about Girl Scout Cookies from Comandante Cannabis Co. Banjarmasin

00:00
I roll a joint and light it sweetly. It draws easily and I immediately feel the pressure on my throat. After a couple of drags, I started coughing, but I kept smoking. My friend took the joint from me and inhaled calmly, as if her lungs were made of titanium. We exchanged glances and started giggling—apparently, that bud-fueled lightness and carefreeness I love had already set in somewhere in our heads.

00:07
My friend lit a cigarette, and I sat there staring at the trees. I got high, and right away. It felt like a regular, good high from a whole bud. And it didn't even feel any different from the broken bud. The high gradually hits hard, and my friend also enjoyed it, even though she's not a fan of indica.

00:15
After finishing smoking and grabbing everything, we decided to head outside. Fidgeting and gathering ourselves, we seemed to be creating a silly scene from a movie where we're stoned and trying to find something we thought we needed. My friend put on some makeup and we hit the road. A sluggish, adventurous journey.
00:25
We left the apartment, and a blast of fresh air immediately hit us. I wanted to breathe it in before the heat we were about to enter. The high is consistently strong, my eyes catch on anything visible and I confidently walk forward. My friend is starting to joke around and is already trying to talk some kind of scam into me. The typical "indica high" begins: a calm settles in your body, mixed with lethargy, and you can't decide whether to sit down or keep walking, but you feel equally high in any position.

00:50
It's hard to hold one thought for more than a minute—they collapse like a house of cards, and you're on to the next one before you even notice. It's a high-level thulite, and you can even feel its own pineal annoyances. For example, walking feels a little strange—as if my shoes are a little too big and my steps are unnaturally slow, even though everything is fine. From the outside, I'm sure my friend and I look no different from the people around us, but it's always this pineal ration.
1:20
My friend starts a random conversation, and I try to really get into it, but sometimes... it's just... off-putting. I keep coming back to this, but neither of us takes offense, since we're both in that state. And when we finally manage to connect, we delve into the meaning of what she said earlier, laughing at how far we've gotten.
1:40
Havingn't decided on a final route, we head deeper into the streets to get lemonade.. the suffocation is still noticeable, even more so because of this stuffiness. My brain feels like it's turned to plasticine
2:00
We stopped at a small shop and picked up our lemonade. Our mood instantly lifted as we took our first sip. A first sip full of freshness. As my friend said, "An antipyretic salvo." This definitely saved our trip, and the rest of our walk felt more comfortable. The effect lingered and didn't subside at all.

2:30-…
As you might have guessed, we strolled for a long time. Along the way, we stopped at a bar and smoked another joint with a glass of water. The good old smoke had a different, but no less powerful effect. The dryness had become more noticeable after the water, and the high had once again enveloped me in its captivating embrace. We emerged onto a road, the houses around us like sets, and we glided between them like characters in a scene no one was filming. A friend might say something and not finish it, but I still understood what she meant. A kind of silent, deadened agreement.

Conclusion
The aftereffects lingered for a good two hours, even after we'd snacked some sandwich. The foggy feeling in my head left a distinct trace of the high. By late evening, it felt like we'd emerged from a slumberous trance. My eyelids drooped, my shoulders relaxed, and after grabbing some ice cream, I texted my friend to start rolling a joint. As you can imagine, Friday evening was fantastic.
I woke up feeling full and clear-headed, thirsty and eager to get high again. That's all for me. 💨

Trip report about Gold Hash from Comandante Cannabis Co. Banjarmasin

00:00
The product tasted excellent, smelled like incense, and felt like I'd been consuming essential oils! My lungs began to feel so tight I even started coughing! The music didn't last long, and the world began to change for the better!
00:10
With a smile on my face, I began to feel dull and confused! My eyes turned red, the pressure in my temples rose, and out of habit, I started playing my phone game!
00:40
After 40 minutes of lounging on the bed, the effects evened out and the haze dissipated, leaving a pleasant tingling sensation in my calves! I had a huge appetite!
01:00
I smoked some more, broke off a larger piece, and the taste from the large amount of smoke turned into pure distillate! My lungs instantly felt heavy! I haven't smoked good hashish in a while. The high is predominantly sativa-like. I smoked a lot at night, and only went to bed after turning off my phone! 🤙

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