With the sun overhead Pedro exhales a lungful of smoke, passes the pipe on, and goes back to checking the group’s food supplies in his bag. “I’m so high” Molly says amused as she gazes around […]
If you’ve visited this site before then you’re probably aware that I’m an advocate of psychedelic drugs. You’d be forgiven for thinking that I’m chuffed that micro-dosing is fast growing in popularity and entering mainstream […]
It’s eight o’clock in the morning and the panorama of a bend in the Peruvian sacred valley of the Incas is majestic under the days early rays. From the patch of grass outside our mountainside […]
Exactly one year ago to the day, I arrived in Rio De Janeiro to begin my exploration of the Americas. One year on, I’m still travelling, writing this as I sit sipping my morning coffee […]
“What? You dont know about [insert x here]?! Have you been living under a rock?” This is a response I’m sure you’re familiar with and has probably at one time or another led to some blushing or […]
‘How you feeling?’ I called over to Sophie as I lay looking out over the endless blue of sky and sea spread before us. She was standing waist high in the Lake’s ice cold water, also facing out over the waters to the snow capped mountains in the distance. Turning to me with a smile on her face, she paused for a moment to think of her answer before calmly replying ‘comfortable, really comfortable actually’. She was having a wondrous first experience with LSD, and I was having a pretty damn good day too.
When I left the UK in 2012 to go and live and work as an expat in Shanghai I obviously expected to learn a bit about China and its culture, but what I didn’t foresee from […]
Ever taken LSD 4 consecutive days in a row? That’s exactly what I did on an unforgettable road trip through the desert…
Grabbing a bike from the hostel, I dropped a tab, chucked my shades on, and armed with my bag containing a few essential supplies, headed northwards towards Maldonando on the road hugging the coast. Despite […]
As we arrived to the temple that evening there was also a new face by the fire, a young Frenchman who would be beside me for the ceremony. He drank before me each round and quite clearly had trouble doing so, taking a good minute to finish the cup, raising his arm to cover his mouth as he gagged between every gulp.