When I first moved to L.A., you needed a prescription card to buy weed. I had zero experience with edibles. I was going on a flight, and my friend, who had a card, asked me if I wanted an edible for the flight. I said, what the hell. He asked me what strength and I said “the strongest.”
First of all, once it kicked in, all I could say to my wife as she drove me to the airport was, “I’m so high.”
Then I was on a something like eight-hour flight high off my ass, unable to stretch out or move or even do much. And this was pre-smartphone days, so I couldn’t even relax and watch a movie.
Do not do really strong edibles and fly commercially in the 2000s is what I’m saying.
Counterpoint, getting high and taking a commercial flight now is awesome. On my last flight, I had a few edibles before boarding and watched interstellar during the flight. As they were landing on the first planet, the plane hit some turbulence. 10/10 most immersive experience ever
I did specify that you shouldn’t do it if it’s the 2000s.
Fair point. When the unix epoch happens and the world is returned to 1970, I’ll keep it in mind for that flight in 44 years
Technically, it’s the 2000’s for another 977 years.
For how long do edibles keep?
Go with honey sticks. Honey lasts forever.
We are technically still in the 2000s 😝
I’m with you! I did the same thing before a flight to Australia. Ate it before security thinking I’d get on the plane and fall asleep. Of course the flight was delayed and I was way higher than I meant to be so I sat in a chair staring at the gate for a couple hours so I didn’t miss the plane. It’s hard to get edibles right…
Don’t do really strong edibles and do pretty much anything that requires any kind of commitment.
You have to move? No. You have to not move? Forget about it. You need to focus? Good luck. You need to not focus on a specific thing? Impossible.
I mistimed it one time and got lost on the way to the airport. I’m wandering the streets, getting more amnd more high and things are starting to look less and less familiar. Finally I get it together enough to call a taxi (in tears) and the operator tells me I’m only a block away and calmly gives me directions. I made my flight just in time and am forever grateful to that kind soul.
Elmo doesn’t have separated fingers. He’s a mitten.
Edibles are a spell with a verbal component.
“John”
