Some of the socks in my dresser are at least 40 years old. Perhaps, sometime in the near future, adult protective services will marvel at the durability of those mysterious boomers who once roamed the Earth.
At Angkor Thom, JFran was wearing a skort and Angkor-minders wouldn’t let her on the stairs to climb up top of the main pyramid because it’s a religious place and no skorts allowed. JFran mad. At the Taj Mahal, I was convinced by a street vendor to take a horse drawn carriage the last mile there and it shit continuously 3’ from our face the whole way up. JFran not amused. On the way to Macchu Frikkin Picchu I got so high on cocoa leaves that I had an out of body experience where I was 50 feet above looking down on me stumbling down the trail
JFran wasn't there for that one so we'll never know.
It was more than the leaves tho. The guides (the same ones that hooked us up with the cocoa leaves) had us huffing some spray substance for the big climbs.
Back in Cusco we all went to a flea market and bought bottles. Shit was magic.
At the airport they had big signs warning it was flammable and not to even think about bringing it in the flight.
I was just gonna push back on the "getting high on coca leaves" claim, though maybe it's possible... I just feel like if you drink coffee and have been drunk, the tiny psychic effect is gonna be unnoticeable.
Now that liquid LSD they were feeding you, by comparison...
I thought Mike stormed off Substack a while back because of Nazis? He didn't stay away long!
Some of the socks in my dresser are at least 40 years old. Perhaps, sometime in the near future, adult protective services will marvel at the durability of those mysterious boomers who once roamed the Earth.
40 years! A fella can dream.
Thanks for the lovely recommendation, Andrew!
Thanks for sharing that passion, dude.
At Angkor Thom, JFran was wearing a skort and Angkor-minders wouldn’t let her on the stairs to climb up top of the main pyramid because it’s a religious place and no skorts allowed. JFran mad. At the Taj Mahal, I was convinced by a street vendor to take a horse drawn carriage the last mile there and it shit continuously 3’ from our face the whole way up. JFran not amused. On the way to Macchu Frikkin Picchu I got so high on cocoa leaves that I had an out of body experience where I was 50 feet above looking down on me stumbling down the trail
The first two are true and the last is a lie, right?
JFran wasn't there for that one so we'll never know.
It was more than the leaves tho. The guides (the same ones that hooked us up with the cocoa leaves) had us huffing some spray substance for the big climbs.
Back in Cusco we all went to a flea market and bought bottles. Shit was magic.
At the airport they had big signs warning it was flammable and not to even think about bringing it in the flight.
They confiscated it all.
I was just gonna push back on the "getting high on coca leaves" claim, though maybe it's possible... I just feel like if you drink coffee and have been drunk, the tiny psychic effect is gonna be unnoticeable.
Now that liquid LSD they were feeding you, by comparison...