So as the title says I was wondering if you could share any nice places to do 'shrooms. My wife has never done them before either so it'll be her first go. Would I be getting the shrooms from a head shop and consuming them where i please or do the coffeeshops sell them and consume them there? As i understand it would be ideal to buy from a head shop and consume then go for a wander? Any headshops you would recommend?
there are a few places called "Smart Shops" which I believe sell shrooms. you can ingest them anywhere you like. trip around the city, and visit a park!
Hawaiian most definatly!!!!! http://www.tatanka.nl/mushrooms.htm http://www.consciousdreams.nl/ http://magicmushroom.com/shop/index.php As well as a few others however these are the 3 best. My favorite place to trip is either Vondel Park or the Artis Zoo Enjoy...I envy ya
Well we got back last night and it was amazing. Amsterdam a beautiful city, so much to do yet after a short 3 day trip it feels like home already. I'll try to do a proper right up later.
I wrote a blog on another forum, here it is: Words cannot describe the city of Amsterdam. I will however try... So we reach Liverpool John Lennon Airport at 13:10, check-in our luggage, eat sandwiches and nearly miss our flight by 30 seconds. We sit separately since all seats are taken due to us running late. We reach Schipol Airport at 4:00pm local time and I'm sure I can smell the sweet scent of marijuana as we get off the plane. The airport in Amsterdam is huge and we walk to get our luggage as the missus tells me about a scene from a movie called Hum Tum. Apparently the lead characters where stood at this very spot. This means nothing to me. We then look around for transport to our hotel which is in Zandvoort. There’s no direct bus so instead we get a taxi in to the city centre and catch a train from there. Amsterdam is full of cyclists. Everywhere you fuckin' walk there’s a cyclists looking to kamikaze your arse. At the same time Amsterdam is very typically European, it's genuine. On the train from Amsterdam Centraal to Zaandvoort two Irish folks sit with us and offer us company and advise us to the best routes to travel around the cities. There advice is priceless and appreciated. We reach Zaandvoort and walk to the hotel. The hotel is on the corner of Amsterdam, no shit. It sits on the coast of Holland with the promenade across the road. Next to the hotel is a race-car track and the motoring theme continues inside the hotel with die-cast models of cars to my delight. A few hours after lounging the hotel we head back to Amsterdam Central. We buy a kebab and walk the main strip. I randomly smell the strong scent of weed from the coffee shops but we look for the one I had in mind. We're on the right tracks passing a wonky building and then the wife diverts us in the incorrect direction due to the shops. We argue but then continue on the way, it was her fault I'm certain. The wife and I go into a coffee shop and buy a pre-rolled White Shark joint, I smoke weed get high before we head to the well known "The Grasshopper". At the Grasshopper I have a cappuccino and the wife has chocolate milk. I then buy 20Euro worth of marijuana called "Bubble-Gum". The wife has a hash cake. Bubble-Gum is surprisingly potent and I am stoned more than ever, so we get back to the train station to catch the last train and whilst sitting at the station the weed hits me stronger and stronger and the wife disappears to get me some water. I sit there monged. She returns with the water and we stumble on to the train. The next morning we're back in Amsterdam centre. We have Thai noodles for breakfast. At least I think they were Thai but they were nice whatever they were. We then look around at the shops, buy some Mexican magic mushroom's and go to a cafe (a real cafe where they have coffee not an Amsterdam coffee shop but a cafe). Saira has a hot chocolate and I have a spicy chai. We walk around some canals, in and around the Red Light District. After we're convinced we've digested our food we consume the magic mushrooms together. We decide its a good idea to sit somewhere so the trip is comfortable. We stumble in to a museum and the shroom's haven’t hit us yet. Saira suggests we get some more but I suggest we wait for the first kick. I then smoke a joint as we stand next to the tram. As I exhale the smoke I have an awesome wave within me. We decide to head back to find a spot to sit and she tells me she’s felling light, just in time we find a cocktail bar. Inside is an Oriental bar-steward, which is coincidental as Oriental people always gatecrash my mushroom trips. The bar itself is the trippiest bar I've seen. The revolving lights, strangely narrow corridor and cabin like toilets are fitting for our states of mind. She tells me how amazing the trip is and we then concentrate on the walls, are they breathing or is the wall just a net? During the trip we decide now would be the right time to purchase some more 'shrooms. We then look for a 'shroom shop we saw earlier: Conscious Dreams. So the mission begins, find Hawaiian 'shrooms in Amsterdam whilst already tripping. We dazzle around the canals weaving in and around the Red Light Districts as the whores stand in the windows like live mannequins, For Sale. We the find our bearings only the street we were looking forward, yes the main street of Amsterdam has been wiped off the planet. At one point we have the most beautiful of shared experiences whilst we trip, the whole of Amsterdam stops at a standstill whilst we decide whether retracing our steps is such a good idea. Upon making the decision the city continues me and Saira look at each other acknowledging what had just happened. We retrace our steps and find the missing street has returned, well in affect we were on the wrong side of the canal and mushrooms were just allowing us to conquer the city. We reach Conscious Dreams and up the stakes. We double the dosage and I have the Hawaiian Mushrooms and the wife has the Mexicans ready to be consumed the next day. After the crazy day conquering 'Dam we head home and smoke more weed as we look forward to the last day. The last day comes and we consume the magic mushrooms for breakfast whilst walking on the beach. We then sit on the bench as she does her make-up. Upon reaching the train station the ground is already coming to life. By the time we reach the station we're both hallucinating and watch the banking swirl and twist shapes as the floor forms in to animations. We then catch a train to Haarlem Station which is an amazing place and magnificently designed. We then find our platform has been changed and Saira usher's me through a stampede of Dutch folks. I don't know how but she managed to understand Dutch and find the correct platform whilst we were both wasted on 'shrooms. The next thing I remember is being lost in the intense visuals where a grey haired women’s head turns into a rainbow and begins to grow into the most beautiful multicoloured rainforest you could imagine. Me and Saira then laugh as the cars appear to be sliding around the road blending in to the road as they do it. We then miraculously reach the airport where the trip reaches a completely new level. Amsterdam Airport is huge, is full of shops and has parts of an aeroplane in the actual airport. The people look as though they're flat, like walking paper men. Saira tells me the trips getting too much so I watch her eat and decide I don't want to eat as the trip is too fuckin' good. She begins to come off the trip as I stare at her blueberry muffin which is glistening with pearlescent colours which have not been discovered yet. She then asks me to buy some orange juice and I walk into the Airport supermarket which resembles a fuckin' theme park with products that look amazing but have no idea what the fuck they are. I don't know how I manage to find the till and pay for the juice but I manage it and find where she's sat. After tripping erratically for 6 hours I begin to gain a sense of reality and realise I have copious amounts of marijuana in my pocket, I throw half in the thrash and squash the other half in bottom of my wallet. We then get on the plane, causing no fuss and head home... Yep, even I can't explain in words what half of Amsterdam is or can be. The buildings are domineering, the people are peculiar yet friendly, the atmosphere of course changes from person to person. What you make of it is in your mind's eye. Whilst we conquered the best part of it there is still a lot left for us, strangely it felt more like home than any of the other holidays we've had together despite spending only 3 days in the city.
