1 year anniversary of my first trip, the most fucked up trip i ever had.

Today it is exactly one year ago that i did shrooms in a city in the netherlands. I decided to write down my trip, what i did was completely stupid, irresponsible and out of ignorance.

I live in belgium, close to the netherland border, and now and then we (me and friends) take the bus (a one hour ride) over the border, to visit the coffeeshops. last year i and two friends, decided to go, i wanted to buy some shrooms this time. I bought 13g of hawaïn fresh, my friends never did it, and wern't so comfortable with doing it, so they just bought their usual amount of weed. We went to a park, i couldn't wait so i ate the full 13g. Unfortunately it was carnival that day in both my home city and in the city were i was sitting. People dressed in fancy costumes walked trough the park, and loud carnival music and noise arose from the streets.
after 15 minutes my trip steadily began to kick in. at first i began laughing, and funny things, like patterns on the paved ground began to move, wich was alot of fun. My friends who were really stoned, began saying really confusing things, as my trip began to grow more intense, i began to panic a little, what i was experiencing was totally unexpected. I told my friends that i wanted to go home (i thought that i could make it home before the trip became any worse), my friends seeing me all confused agreed. normally the walk to the nearest bus stop was like 5 minutes, but they decided to walk all the way to the bus station, wich was like a 20 minutes walk! here is where it all went wrong, we walked along this big river (wich went trough the middle of the city), and on the walk way we came past a weird statue that looked like a portal. My friend told me "if you walk trough that you will enter hell", i wanted to show that i was not afraid so i walked trough that weird portal like thing. and we walked on, the walk took terrible long, and a few meters further we came passed the same statue again, i turned around, and i couldn't see that other statue, i could only see the bridge that we walked under before i went into the first "hell portal". i began to freak out a little, i thought that this was the same statue again, and that i was walking circles. I feared to be caught in a abtract loop. at that moment i was unable to speak normally anymore, the visuals became very very intense, but still i got myself to walk on.
Somewhat further (the walk itself took endlessly and i constantly feared to be stuck in loops) i saw a group of chinese kids in school uniforms, and they all began the scream and point at me, like i was some "weird thing you see in the zoo", later on my friends told me that there were never any asian kids. we came in this very very long street, all the buildings look alike, this street became suddenly very very long, and all the buildings suddenly looked perfectly the same, all sidestreets dissappappeared, it was very fucked up to experience. my friends left me on the bus home all alone, they took another bus since they lived in another city then me.
i sat in the bus with a empty bottle of water, trying to drink from it every 5 minutes, then finding out that it is empty. the busride back was a very phobic and paranoid experience. we came past a hospital three time, i began to fear that i wasn't in a bus, but that i got an accident and i was actually sitting in a ambulance, my body felt all messed up, my limbs felt like they wern't in the right place, it was all very very creepy. at one time i almost decided to step out the bus, and go lay in the grass somewhere, and just wait untill it was all over, but i got myself to stay in the bus.
finally we arrived back in my hometown, i couldn't remember the place, but some buildings vaguely resonated in my memory, so i stepped out.
there was a enornmous crowd in the city center, i couldn't figure out why! (ofcourse it was carnival..), i still was very unsure if i was in the right city. I went to sit down somewhere for a while, alot of people passed me, all looking at me with these deformed faces, some even openly laughing at me. as i tried to navigate myself trough the streets that came to be vaguely familiar, i somehow arrived home.
Our dog began jumping at me like he usually does, but back then, it looked like some vicious hound was attacking me, his teeth all visible, trying to bite me, aiming for my neck and face. i quickly ran inside, ignored my mother, went upstairs, and lay in my bed, i was still tripping, but eventually it all passed by!

Even after that fucked up experience i still did shrooms, but keeping in mind the setting.
Just tought i would share this, that day is one of the few days that is still clearly burned in my memory, and today it is exactly one year ago.

 

all beings deserve respect, especially the little brown temples

 

So true. Next time you dose that high be ready and make some plans. If I ate 13 grams I would definetly be out of body. No doubt about that. And I definetly wouldnt be walking around a city.

 

He ate 13 g's fresh not dry, probably around half and eighth give or take. However, nothing should be taken away from fresh netherland mushrooms, I'm sure 13 fresh would have most trippers plenty satisfied. It sounds like you had a really intense trip; sounds pretty terrifying at the time but it was probably awesome when you came back to reality and realized what happened

 

hahahaha i was going to say, 13g's dry shrooms miles from home! sounds like an hectic trip man, the abstract loop thing can be so intense.. i laughed about the empty waterbottle, im sure ive done that before hahaha

 

I'm glad that i can look back at it and laugh about it, and it didn't stop my from doing shrooms again, sadly enough shrooms are now completely banned in the netherlands