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Trip report about Weed - Godfather OG from Bob Marley's Finest Budva

The rocket's ready, let's go outside.
Time:
00:00 00:30
When I finished the tea, I started smoking a full cigarette.

The smoke hits like a charm, I light it up, light it up, light it up, light it up. The paper burns much faster than the stuff with tobacco, so I have to light it up and light it up. The smoke hits gently, and I want to keep smoking. Halfway through the joint, I begin to understand what's changing me. My saliva drains, and there's a pleasant aftertaste in my mouth.
After finishing the joint and lighting it right away, I realize I'm already feeling really high, but at the same time, I realize it's not over yet. My thoughts seem clear, and at the same time, I don't quite understand what's happening. I'm in a great mood, my mouth feels like sugar.
00:30 02:00
After walking outside for a bit, I decided it was time to go inside. It's nice outside, of course, but the wind is piercing.
I knew I'd soon be craving yum yum. I was feeling lazy, of course, but I forced myself to go to the kitchen. As soon as I started, everything went like clockwork. Fermented baked milk, eggs, flour, baking powder. Mmm... Banana and condensed milk pie is just...

I was anticipating this taste the whole time it was cooking. I was still really excited, but I'm tired.
02:00 03:00
I lay down in bed and turned on a show about conspiracy theories, how the government is deceiving us, etc. It opened my eyes to things I hadn't noticed before. Damn country, damn politicians, what have you driven the people to? Poor old ladies can't even afford cheap sausages made of god knows what on their pensions, let alone meat.

It's time to start eating.

03:00 30:30
After finishing half the pie with milk, I realized I had no more strength. The effects wore off, leaving a slight numbness. Very soon, I was fast asleep. 😮‍💨

Trip report about Hash from Bob Marley's Finest Budva

00:00
I'm sitting in my room, it's evening; it's already dark outside, but not completely. I turned on the dim lights, brewed some green tea with honey. I wanted to relax a bit; it had been a hectic day, and I just wanted to be in myself. And of course, I got off the hook yesterday. I took out my pipe, a small, handy one. I crushed up some hashish and put it inside.

I light it. The first drag... wow. The smoke is hot, slightly burning my throat. It's not harsh, but so thick. I can tell it's not just weed. I cough a little. The second drag is easier, but there's still a pressure on my throat, like a warm stone on my breath.
00:10
I'm sitting, looking out the window. I feel my body slowly letting go. All the tension in my back melts away, and my shoulders feel like they're sinking into the chair. It feels so soft and calm inside. There's no rush in my head, no thoughts like those that usually creep in. Just empty and good. The tea now tastes like nectar, it's truly much tastier.
00:20
I decide to go out for a walk. I grab headphones. I feel my legs moving on their own, my body light. I walk and just smile. Everything around me seems to be in slow motion, not in the sense of slowing down, but the opposite—you notice details you usually don't.

The wind blows on my face, and it's wonderful. At some point, I just stopped and started looking around. The light from the streetlights was warm, almost yellow, and everything looked somehow cozy. There were almost no cars, no people either, and that made it calm. It felt like I was alone on the whole street, but not lonely, in fact, pleasant. My legs carried me forward, and my head was silent. No problems, no rush. I just walked and savored everything: the smell of the air, the sound of my sneakers on the sidewalk. Even the coolness felt pleasant, as if everything was right. The music in my ears sounded deeper, as if it wasn't coming from headphones, but right inside.
Thoughts came, but softly. I thought about life, but calmly, like an observer, without anxiety.

00:40
I'm sitting on a bench, lost in the sky. The street sounds became interesting—even the rustling of leaves catches my attention. My breathing is deep, calm. It's really good. Hashish doesn't get me high, but it gives me a feeling that everything is fine, just live and enjoy the moment.

01:00
I return home. My mouth is dry, like a desert, but it doesn't bother me, I just drink water. I'm craving something sweet, so I ate a tangerine—it seemed super juicy. Everything feels richer. I turn on some atmospheric music in the background and wrap myself in a blanket.
1:30
I feel the effects soften. I'm still relaxed, but more homey. I want to close my eyes and just lie there. I fall asleep without strain, as if I'm sinking into warmth.

In the morning
I woke up calmly, without a headache, just feeling like I'd slept well. A little groggy, but that's actually nice.
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Overall, hashish doesn't give you a powerful high, but rather a feeling of relaxation, slowness, and inner peace. It's a bit heavy on the throat, but if you take your time and breathe slowly, it's fine. A great high for the evening when you want to be alone and just feel yourself. 💪🥴

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