TravelinGirl

The capper to the story

So I was cleaning out my purse today and found something interesting. Apparently I am now an (inadvertent) international drug smuggler.

I ended my adventures in Europe in Amsterdam. I took the attitude of "when in Rome...", and partook of the various opportunities that were available to me in Amsterdam (no, I did not go to a hooker or get a tattoo) meaning that I smoked some pot. Now I'm never going to be able to run for public office (but that fate was actually sealed a number of years earlier, this is merely the public confession of one of my transgressions). Oh damn, I had had such high hopes of being mayor or governor or something.

I had bought a couple of pre-rolled joints when I got into Amsterdam. I bought them pre-rolled as I didn't have a pipe or other paraphenalia, and don't know how to roll a joint, so there we go. I enjoyed one of them over the course of my time in Amsterdam. For the other one they gave me a clear plastic cylinder to put it into (similar to the things they put a single rose in to give them some water.) I also later bought a pipe so that I could try other "flavors" too. Since I had the pipe, I forgot that I'd bought the joint (which I'd put into my purse). I forgot about it so well that I found it today when cleaning out my purse. I was moving stuff around to switch from one purse to another, and reached in and felt something sorta round. I thought it was going to be lip gloss or something, , but nope. I found a joint. Yeesh.

I'm amazed for a couple of reasons. 1) I was being so careful to make sure that I didn't bring anything back. I threw away the pipe and the left over pot. 2) How the hell did I make it through customs and at least 2 sets of x-ray machines, as well as the fruit/veggie scanner thing with a damned joint in my purse????

In any case, I think I used up a bunch of luck on that one. I have now officially learned my lesson - no more smuggling drugs (on purpose or accidentally) for me.

posted by Unknown @ 12:27 PM