My brother and I had been planning an epic trip to Montreal since late January. This is the first time just the two of us have spent more than a handful of hours together by ourselves since we were teens, more than thirty years ago.
The amazing city, as usual, didn't disappoint. During the four days we were in Montreal we climbed Mount Royal, walked a total of 40.85 miles, cycled another 13.95 miles, had a lot of really good food, experienced absolutely every corner of the city, and made some wonderful memories. This was my brother's first time to Montreal (my seventh), so it was fun to show him around.
Here’s a montage of some of the things we experienced during our weekend.
My Canadian Magic Carpet Ride
Let me preface this by saying that experience has shown when you get two Waltons within close proximity of each other anything can happen. Most of the time this is good but sometimes things can, shall we say, get interesting.
This was certainly the case this past weekend. Recreational cannabis is legal and prevalent in Canada, the smell of it is almost everywhere in Montreal.
On our second day of the trip my brother and I decided to stop into one of the many dispensaries scattered around the city before climbing Mount Royal. After all, what would be the harm?
I bought some sativa oil to try. The bottle came with a dispenser that looked like an eye dropper. We had tickets to see the Aura Experience at the Notre Dame Basilica Friday night at 8pm. I thought I'd try a small 1mg dose of the sativa oil to "enhance" experience of the light show a bit.
The label on the bottle was a little confusing and unclear. I put what I thought was 1mg in the eye dropper and took it about 6pm. We ate dinner then decided to make our way to the front of the church to get ready for the show.
I started feeling the effects of the sativa on the walk to the light show and it seemed with each step the high grew more intense. By the time we walked the seven blocks to the church I started experiencing mild hallucinations and had a hard time keeping my eyes open. My vision grew wavy, almost as though I was underwater. My heart was beating like a drum and my mouth was so dry I wanted to stick my head in the St. Lawrence River.
I just kept getting higher and higher and, ultimately, we decided to abort the plans that night and head back to the Airbnb. By the grace of God I made it. That seven block walk back was the longest of my life. We spend the rest of the night watching shows on Netflix.
After closer inspection, we discovered I actually took 28.5mg of the oil instead of 1mg. That's around 3x more than I've ever taken in my life. That is one magic carpet ride I never wish to go on again. Moral of the story, Canadian cannabis packs a serious wallop, especially when you don't read the label properly.
Thankfully there are no real health risks for taking large doses of this but I was super relaxed for the next thirty or so hours. All and all my brother and I had an amazing trip but no more Canadian cannabis oil for moi. Holy Jesus.
I'll end on this note. I think it's mighty appropriate.
All for now. Trust your instincts, invest in you, live boldly, and take chances.
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