Without edibles, this last trip to the Disney theme park would have been a disaster.
In general I avoid the major theme parks, because I don’t like being around so many loud and rude people.
I enjoy rides and roller coasters as much as anyone else, but why should I pay $100 just to stand in line all day? Also, they charge ten dollars a beer in the theme parks, which means I am not rich enough to get drunk. If I am going to spend a full day at a Disney theme park, I need to be stoned, which is why the cannabis edibles came in clutch. Unlike smoking cannabis flower, the edibles leave no telltale signs of being stoned. I didn’t reek of cannabis smoke, nor did I have red-rimmed eyes. My friend Ben had a little baggy filled with cannabis gummies, and we both scarfed down a few of them in the parking lot. An hour later I was feeling good, but also feeling a little strange. Ben confessed that the baggie he used to store the cannabis edibles had also been used to store some magic mushrooms. Although I didn’t eat any of the mushrooms, the cannabis gummies had been in the same bag, so there was some transfer. I wasn’t exactly tripping balls out there, but I was feeling something a lot more potent than cannabis. Cannabis edibles relax my body and put me in a nice chill state of mind, but on this day I was tweaking, and seeing additional colors in the bright lights of the park.