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A friend of mine was a huge stoner, but she looked 100% like a professional businesswoman, no visible tattoos or piercings, very librarian-ish sort of style. She just put the acid in with some stickers and coloring books, nobody even glanced twice at them.
So Hongdae, if you haven’t been to Seoul, is the neighbourhood where the big art school is, and it’s the young artsy soul of Seoul. Lots of bars, lots of activity, lots of friendly people. We ate the acid and just wandered around giggling, basically. We went into a drum and bass club and danced for a while, but we spent most of the time in Hongdae’s famous park watching buskers and just hanging out with people. My clearest memory is talking to this gorgeous British Asian girl and being completely unable to keep up with the conversation. She was a bit drunk and speaking really excitedly, and I’m sitting there thinking “man, if I wasn’t tripping right now I’d be fucking stoked to be talking to a girl this attractive. I’m not even sure what she’s talking about right now. In fact she’s just about to finish saying her part, and I’ll be expected to make an appropriate response with my mouth and I have no idea what she said with her mouth. But man, she has great teeth though. I wonder what it would be like to eat toothpaste and chew gum at the same time?”
That sort of shit. I also discovered that you can lie down on a busy sidewalk in Seoul and nobody will even look at you, let alone hassle you.
The couple times I smoked marijuana in Korea I was fucking paranoid as shit about my shirt smelling, getting busted and fucked over, etc. On acid it was just like “I’ve eaten the evidence, I don’t smell like anything, everything is fucking awesome”
And it was.
edit: the reason she put the acid in with stickers and coloring books was to sneak it into the country, I’m not sure if that part of the story was clear or not.