This happened a couple weeks ago. It was completely terrifying, and completely beautiful at the same time. So I'm over at my friend A's house, and I was about to go home until she told me that she was buying bud and we'd blaze and go to some moutain lookout point with her neighbor, M, (who is a lesbian) and M's girlfriend, Z. Z does not like pot, and does not like people who smoke, and certainly does not like people who are stoned around her. I really didn't feel like going, but I always smoke A up so I was like... well this is me getting my money back. So we pick up the stuff up and M, A, and myself are sitting in a grocery store parking lot rolling it, and we fuck it up like 98343 times. All the while Z keeps calling saying she's in a different parking lot waiting for us and M is trying to calm her down and roll it at the same time. It takes us a solid half hour to finish rolling it, then another half hour to get there so in all Z was waiting in another parking lot for us for about an hour. Needless to say, she was VERY VERY mad. About 5 minutes into the drive to where Z was, right before I was about to light it, M was like oh shit last weekend there was a sobreity check point at a elementary school that we were about to pass. M is shitting bricks because she thinks there's going to be another one (mind you we haven't even smoked yet so this is just pure paranoia). That makes all of us really really tense, but we pass the school with absolutely no problem. We get on the highway and start smoking. Now I'm the one shitting bricks because I know how dangerous smoking in a car is, and if we get pulled over we're all fucked up the ass. To add on to that M, who is driving the car, REALLY wants to hot box it. I was freaking out (this is like mid-blunt) saying hell no we can't do that Z is going to smell it on us and what if we get pulled over, but they do it anyways. By the time we get to Z, we're all baked. And this is where the fun REALLY begins. M attempts to "mask" the smell by spraying the car with some perfume. We all get out of the car, and transfer into Z's car. Z says something like "could you guys smell any worse", and doesn't say anything for awhile. She punchs the dashboard, then peels out of the parking lot like a mad woman. Driving there she put on some very angry music, and M was trying to calm her down but she wouldn't have it. She was PISSED. Her driving was insane, we were on back moutain roads and M, A, and I had no idea where we were going. Z is doing about 70 in a 35 on windy roads with NO guard rails, remember that we're on a moutain. When we pull into this small parking area on the side of the road, M and Z are still arguing and A and I are still shitting bricks. We all get out of the car and are walking to the "entrance" point of the path that leads to this place when Z realizes that she LOCKED HER KEYS IN THE CAR. M starts freaking out because her keys are in Z's car as well, then we all start freaking out. There was no way that we could walk to any gas station or anything, and it's pitch black outside. All of our phone batteries were low, and I told A to not use hers incase we had to like... make a 911 call or some shit. M gives Z her phone and Z calls her sister and asks her to bring a spare key. By that point, I was absoultely convinced that this was the night I was going to die. Z proceeded to tell us that if her sister couldn't find the key that her sister would give just Z a ride home, leaving all of us up on this random moutain, in the dark, in the middle of no where. Z then says it'll be awhile before her sister comes, so we may as well go to the place. We walk back to the entrance and start walking on the path that leads there. We had to walk around some road gates and what not, and there are absolutely no lights on this path. The only person with a flashlight is Z, and she keeps flickering it off and on. M tells her to knock it off and keep it on, then she proceeds to tell us that it has a low battery too. We were surrounded by woods, in the dark, stoned out of our minds, being lead god knows where by a crazy person. It was something out of a horror movie. I really thought I was in an actual horror movie, the way us talking sounded mixed with our surroundings just seemed like a recipe for disaster. I think I can safely say that this was the scariest time of my life. We ended up walking by a boy scout retreat place, which no body was in at the time. I carefully trying to remember which way we came and stuff so incase I had to bolt due to an animal/murderer. I was also planning to punch out one of the windows to the boy scout place, figuring that some sort of alarm would go off and if it didn't I could at least ride it out there until the morning. Again, I was fully convinced that this was a life or death situation and that it was leaning more to the death side. We finally get to the actual look out sight and it was like a plateau'd field surrouded by woods with a cliff for one of the sides. I can't remember that well, but I'd say it's about the size of a football field, maybe more. There were several tents set up, I'd say about 5-10. A few had campfires, but no one was sitting outside or anything. Just that sight alone was beautiful. But what was truely amazing was the view from the cliff. You could see all of the little towns below, with all of their lights glowing like little stars. It looked like a minature village, and for some reason reminded me of Christmas. When I took my first glance at it, I couldn't breath. I was in awe. The horrible journey there meant nothing to me anymore, I almost even forgot that it even happened. I felt so at peace with everything around me, and figured that if someone or something was going to kill me that night, I wouldn't mind. I trusted everything and everyone, even Z. Everything was just so peaceful, the view, the tents, the fires, everything was perfect. I looked up at the stars and decided that I was never going to leave. That this was the place that I was going to spend the rest of my life. A started complaining that she had to take a piss, so I told her to just let it go. She was about 10 yards away and the rest of us where cracking up over her. She ended up pissing all over the backs of the legs of her jeans. After A got done making a fool of herself, we got up and walked back to the parking lot. It didn't seem nearly as long, or as scary. Back at Z's car, her sister left her keys on the hood and everything turned out ok. We stopped in a gas station on the way back to the parking lot where M's car was at, and of ALL the gas stations in the town, we had to pick the one that my boss stopped at to fuel up his food trailer that he brings to carnivals (i guess they did a carnival there that week, it was the WEIRDEST coincidence i've ever had). M pointed out that they were there (as their logo was proudly displayed on the side of their food cart) and I started shitting bricks again. It was midnight, I was still really stoned, and I knew if they saw me they'd say something to my dad (who they talk to on a regular basis). I ducked in the back seat of Z's car and A and M were like come on who cares if they see you it'll be funny. There was no way in HELL i was getting out of that car. I checked to see if they were gone by peaking my head up, and I saw the boss' son and I could have sworn we made eye contact. I quickly ducked back down and started flipping out again. They eventually left and I went into the gas station with M, Z, and A to get food. I got a pack of starburst. I started eating them on the way back after M, A, and I got back into M's car and we were on the highway back home. I experienced flavor explosions and lazor light shows in my mouth. Since then, starburst have been my favorite candy. I highly suggest them. The three of us discussed how we MUST camp there sometime. That has yet to happen yet. A and I retured to A's house and went to sleep. I hope you enjoyed reading. I don't know why I decided to post that. Just felt like the thing to do.
you know a kick ass candy that i havent had in ages? Sprees.. they kick some serious ass.. yum.. not the chewable ones either.. the hard candy ones
That's what made the actual lookout place so nice. I'm hesitant to go back because I don't think it'd be nearly as sick as it was and I really don't want to ruin the image.
Reminds me of this time I was walking through a Cemetary to get to my friends in the middle of the night, no lights, we had just smoked 3grams from a GB. I was wiggin' out so bad I was makin weird noises rofl.
Haaah. My friend A just kept laughing the WHOLE time, from when we got in Z's car to the time we got to the place and it was really pissing me off because I was like.. A... you don't not grasp the severity of our situation. She just kept laughing. Asshole.
Oops. I just reread what I said in my last post. I meant to say "A, do you not grasp the severity of our situation" Edit- Go for it Turkey. I'll read it first thing in the AM.