While backpacking in Europe, my friend and I of course payed a visit to Amsterdam. I was very keen to try magic mushrooms after hearing some good reports. They are sold legally in Amsterdam in shops called Smart Shops or Energy Shops. I figured that this would be the safest way to try mushrooms for the first time.
In these Smart Shops, the mushrooms are usually sold in four different varieties. Each with a different level of trip intensity. They are also available dried or fresh. An information pamphlet comes with each type of mushroom. I decided that if I was going to do it, I was going to do it properly. My friend agreed with some hesitation.
I purchased one packet of the strongest variety, which was Panaeolus Cyanescens (Hawiian). It contained 1 gram of dried fungi. It was recommended that if this was my first time, then I should only eat half of that dose for an intense trip. That being half a gram.
We split the packet and both chewed the mushrooms.
The taste was quite strong and unpleasant, it's texture similar to dried grass.
After about half an hour we started to notice some changes. We were sitting in a cafe and people began to have the appearance of living dolls. This was very exciting and funny. We decided to go outside. Nothing could prepare me for what I saw.
Amsterdam had become a real life fairytale town. It looked similar to pictures as seen in children's books and colours seemed very bright and nice like when Dorothy first arrived in the Land Of Oz. It was a big Happyland. I felt like a child again, but with all the knowledge of an adult and more. The interesting thing was, I knew that this was a different world yet still as real as the world we're used to. It was so much better, so fun and exciting, everything was new.
I didn't want to go back to the normal world.
Anything with stripes or flashing lights looked the most interesting, especially traffic lights. Cars looked smaller, and the more modern rounded cars were very funny to watch. Black cars that drove fast were considered "bad". We avoided most black cars and anybody dressed in black.
It was funny trying to run away from them and laugh at the same time, all without drawing attention to ourselves. The trams in Amsterdam make a great "ding ding" noise and this was very exciting. The buildings and bridges over the canals also looked awsome, like a life size model town.
When the trip was at its strongest, I laughed so hard that I was crying. My feelings of happiness were to much for me to cope with. It was the best day of my life.
When I felt the effects start to wear off, I bought a strawberry tart from a bakery. I felt that I couldn't eat the poor little thing. The strawberries appeared to be alive but were not moving. I just closed my eyes and went for it. The taste was pure ecstacy. Indescribable. It was the most intense flavor I have ever tasted. I was so glad that I took that bite.
When the trip finally wore off, I could remember everything and now I see things differently.
I had them again in a forest in Austria which is good, but I think the town is much more fun.