I resemble that comment!
Took off on a flight out of SF to Amsterdam Dec. 27th 1999 about 5 am. About 14 hours later 7am Amsterdam time my buddy and I arrived. Got on a train to Grand Central and a taxi to our hotel. I look out of our side window and low and behold is The Bulldog. At that time it was the one known to be a lot of Americans favorite spot and very popular. My buddy is like I am going to bed. We were only going to be there 15 days so I was not having that shit. We are going now lets go.
Walked across the street and walked in. I'll never forget this part because looking back it was the first time I had seen or heard about this. There were a husband and wife who were standing at the bar and the husband was having major convulsions, as in I was kind of freaking out a bit. Apparently the bartender knew them because as soon as he helped them I remember him asking the guy if he wanted to roll one for him. [first time I ever saw anyone actually use the tobacco they gave you to mix back then] This guy starts puffing away and I swear to you within 5 minutes it's like this guy went from crazy freaking out to calm as a cucumber and was apologizing to us to Americans for him freaking us out.
Back to the point as we sat at the table the bartender asked if we wanted a tea after I had asked to see the menu. Of course the Super Silver Haze was all the rage then because it had just won the Cannabis cup so of course I had to have it. I remember it was 7 Guilders or that day 12 bucks American for a gram. It was the biggest gram I had ever seen and OMG was it beautiful. We ordered a tea, and of course I was hungry so I had to order the famed Space Cake.
My buddy and I split the cake and I rolled a phatty. Americans had nothing on the papers they made in Holland, these things were huge. The bartender also gave me a small bag of tobacco and said mix the two half and half, huh?
About half way through that joint I knew we had better go back to the hotel. We would go back but not without taking about an hour walk to try and feel semi normal. It wasn't working at all so about 12 hrs later we woke from a little nap back at the hotel.
The coffee shop tour began that night and to this day still remains the craziest 15 days of my life. It would also be the last time I saw Jack Herer in person RIP.
To be in my 30's again...