Where I live in the World, Blond Lebanese Hash is unheard of,a plain fact. I am fortunate though I befriended a new neighbor who happens to work for Al Jeezera News. He was sent to Paris to cover the aftermath of the bombing and from their to Beirut. He actually was visiting the Bekaa Valley area, and was introduced to a family of Hash producers who are fighting against the Isis army militia's. He returned home to Southern California today and with him was a amazing Thanksgiving present.He came to my house and when he was still in the garage entrance I got a whiff of something that sent my senses back over 40 years. He came in and told me about his business travels in the Middle East,as he was telling me he pulled out a piece of hashish that was just non existent in the Western USA. It was a ounce of some of the sweetest hash that I have ever seen.We proceeded to shave off a few pieces and fire up my old hash pipe that I bought back in 78. This one small bowl knocked me on my but. It was the finest HIGH I have had in years, not a couchlock buzz but a soaring trippy high.It lasted for about four hours and the comedown was clean.The dude turned me on to half the OZ. I never expected that to happen ever.I don't want to keep ranting on but I am a old time happy stoner again.
Jon 54
Jon 54
