Recently my friends and I were talking about our first trip (and my only so far) that we had together while we were in Amsterdam. 15 grams of Atlantis truffles. Looking back on that day has given me some great memories and just thinking about it still makes me burst out laughing. Because of this I decided that I would order some truffles online for me and the same friends, and a few others, to enjoy again (dragons dynamite). Because I've been so excited for them to arrive I've been coming on here and reading some of your reports, and that's led me to tell you about that day we had in Amsterdam. My memory of that day isn't too clear as it was around 18 months ago and perhaps nostalgia plays tricks on you, but here goes!
So the three of us went down to a shop that sold the truffles having just had something to eat, (we wanted to do it on an empty stomach, but we just couldn't wait). The guy in the shop was very helpful in helping us choose what would be right for us, as it was our first time we decided to go for the middle of the range of the selection he had and bought 15 grams each of the Atlantis truffles. The guy who sold them to us told us that if we wanted to intensify the trip we could eat some dark chocolate, and if we wanted to reduce it, drink something sugary like the bottles of sprite we had with us. So off we went.
We decided that we would go to "Lost in Amsterdam" to take them, as we had visited the day before for a smoke and liked it there. On the way I stopped in a shop to buy a big bar of Hershey's dark chocolate for us all to eat along with them.
When we got there we ordered some drinks, and began to eat 15 grams each whilst smoking a joint. I decided to open the chocolate, but my friends didn't want to eat it so I ended up eating the entire thing by myself.
After we'd eat them some other people came into the room to sit and smoke a joint, I think it was an English couple and a group of teens, just a little younger than us, from somewhere in Europe, German maybe, I'm not sure.
Some time passed until we all started to come up, then the uncontrollable laughter set in. I remember being lay in the corner and just feeling like a giant ball of goo (in a good way), and trying to explain to my friends how I felt made us all laugh even more. I had my head against the wall and as I looked down the wall I felt like I could control what happened to it until it started to wave in front of me. But as soon as I focused on something else, it would stop. As I looked at my friend talking to me I could see his body and his head, but I could see my face in his face talking back to me, I was tripping balls you might say. This made us all roar with laughter.
My friend was sat on a chair in front of me, he had his sunglasses on as he was facing a window and the sunlight was shining on his face and he just sat there, really still. I was looking at him for a while and how golden the sun was making him look until I said to him, "you looking fucking cool sat there man". He just smirked and replied "I feel it, I feel like Zeus or something". I then asked to try the sun glasses on to see how things looked through them, and to my memory, that's when things changed for him. Sometime in all of this we had ordered another round of drinks.
When he took the shades off he looked around and realised the people sat in the room with us had left. He then began to freak out a little and started to say that we had caused those people to leave because we were being too loud and had caused a scene.
Me and my other friend didn't think that was the case and told him he was just being paranoid and everything was fine, but he was adamant they had left because of us. To this day we aren't sure if we were being obnoxious and they did leave because we made them uncomfortable. Or they had just left left to move on somewhere else and my friend was just being paranoid. I can't remember the time scale of the whole thing so it's hard to tell. This debate went on for a while until my friend pointed out that they hadn't brought the drinks over that we ordered. Again, I don't know if that meant anything or not. My friend insisted that we left because he thought we weren't welcome there anymore so we got up and went into the streets of Amsterdam. (If those people read this and that was the case, we're very sorry!)
When we got back out onto the street things went from bad to worse for my friend, I can still picture the look of total confusion/panic/terror written all over his face. Me and my other friend were still in bounds of laughter as we walked round aimlessly to try and pull ourselves together. We came across a guy in the street who had his feet up on a bollard and was doing push ups randomly in the middle of everyone, we stood round him for a while looking at each other like "wtf?".
As we decided to try and get back to our hostel my friend was in total confusion and fear at this point, it was like he couldn't remember anything you had said to him 5 seconds before. He kept searching his pockets for the map until he just stopped and looked up us blankly before we reminded him to try and find the map again. This confusion went on for what seemed like forever, I won't bore you with all the details.
When we finally got back to the hostel my friend started to drink the bottles of sprite to try and "get himself out of it". Me and my other friend decided he might need a minute on his own to gather himself so we went to the coffee shop, Happy Feelings, just outside our hostel to buy some weed.
When we got back my friend was sat on the bed and he looked like his normal self again now, the look of panic was gone from his face, and he said he felt fine now. We all laughed about how freaked he got and we rolled a spliff.
As I was about to light it my friend threw me his lighter and it fell down the side of the bed. He had been going on all day about how good this lighter was so me and friend started laughing saying "haha, you've just thrown your good lighter away!". It was as if that triggered something and he went straight back into that state after he had been seemingly back to normal. His face changed again and he curled up in the corner of the bed and the wall saying "you've been fucking with me all day haven't you"(we hadn't). Me and my other friend realised maybe this isn't funny anymore and we should help him out, so we just re assured him everything was fine and we were safe in our room now. He was ok after that and I can't really remember what happened afterwards.
I think I regard that day as the best day of my life, and I can't wait to trip again with my friends this Friday. Can anyone recommend a dosage we should take? We dealt with 15 grams of Atlantis fine (Well, some of us, haha). So how does Dragons Dynamite compare? Thanks in advance!
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