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ODD PERSPECTIVES; June/July 2003 Trip Report. Part #3
Day #3 The Challenge/The Coffeeshop Crawl “Confuzn Style”
It was a while back when I first read ‘Confuzn’ post about a crawl concept he had developed. It was to spend a minimum of 45 minutes, and consume at least half a gram of ghanja per person on each of the premises. Upon returning from their effort, Confuzn and his wife had knocked down a brand new record. 13 Coffeeshops and a ton of weed smoked. I was in total awe of the attempt and new standing record. I felt the young man and his mate had ripped off one of the most awesome trails, smoking everything in their site, I had ever heard of.
Until June of this year, I never thought I would be headed for such a record attempt. Things fell into to place when a thread broke out on the board. A Channelite’s meeting was already in the works and now a crawl was developing for the very next day. Dam that is a tall order indeed. Feeling a little Froggy, I decided to take a big bite of the thread and run with it. The concept of the day kept changing, but in the end we had decided to take on the challenge of the ‘Confuzn Crawl’ ... We had somehow chosen the absolute worst day, as far as being busy. Busy for a crawl attempt anyhow. That fact can make for an interesting challenge. (Saturday)...???
The entire group that showed last night at the meeting was over 30 years in age. A little over thirty, but over thirty nonetheless. We were an older group than the couple from Florida, but we had determination on our side. Not to mention we had a route of Coffeeshops, which line up like a set of Dominos. BlueBerry had worked on it for some time before the trip. Carefully adding in alternatives, in case some were to full for a 5 to 7 person party, she had it laid out perfect. We collective group of veteran weed smokers were determined to break a record.
The day was Saturday June 28, 2003, and alarm clocks were set to go off early. I know I cracked an eye open at 6:00 and BlueBerry was already up and ready. It didn’t take me but a few minutes to get up and get my shit together. I had showered last night, so I was ready to blaze a trail. We popped outside at the Tram stop at 6:28 AM, what do you know a Tram was there in minutes. Jumping off at Central Station, I found myself still a little sleepy. By the time we made it to Barney’s I had begin to come alive. It was 6:49 and of course, Barney's was not yet open. We could see them getting ready inside, but they had not yet unlocked the door. I stood outside and lit up a cigarette to get ready for today’s challenge. I knew this was going to be tough and I am ready to do this thing. We were pacing up and down the street when we heard a yell. We turned to see a familiar silhouette in the horizon. It was DannyMac, with a full spring in his step.
When the doors opened we three flew inside like a small pack of wolves. We got the first table on the left side upon entering. Within a few moments, Suze and Steve came in ready to start the party. I must say that all of us had weed stashes to begin with. Suze and Steve had been there a number of days already, the other three of us had been there three days. Therefore, we were all packing 3 to 8 grams apiece to begin with.
NOW, ON WITH THE CRAWL...
Barney’s Coffeeshop; Stop #1
Official entry/start time; 7:00 AM
Official exit/stop time; 7:55 AM
Total People; 5
Total Consumption; 2.5 grams + some GA Crystals...
We immediately lit up a half-gram hooter that BlueBerry twisted up. It had Yellow Cab weed from Grey Area, and GA Crystals mixed in. What a way to start the day off right. I ate a quick breakfast in here as well as a few others. I was trying to gobble that down and roll a 2-gram hooter of Laughing Buddha that was bought at Barney’s. All the while taking my full hit as we were passing the 'J'. We purchased the three-gram special of this weed for 27 Euro.
I quickly rolled the first 2-gramer and got another mixed Barney’s Buddha and Shiva from De Kuil ready for the next shop. We did not have any trouble smoking our quota in this first shop. I must say that the breakfast was not much to brag about, but the place was quite and the two running it was friendly enough. The girl barkeep seemed busy and not as friendly, but as I said, she was busy. All in all, Barney’s can be a wonderful place. It is all in the timing, and maybe a little to do with your attitude when you walk in. Each time I come here the vibe and atmosphere is different. This may be the PMS of Coffeeshops, depending on the day and time you go there. On this day, it was just fine...
Popeye’s Coffeeshop; Stop #2
Official entry/start time; 7:59 AM
Official exit/stop Time; 8:44 AM
Total People; 5
Total Consumption; 3 grams
When we left Barney’s nothing was officially opened yet so, I had the idea that premises was indeed premises, although this may warrant a Confuzn review!!!
There was a fellow inside and he didn’t seem to mind me rolling up my hog-leg on the window seal. We had smoked that joint of mixed weed and had just lit up the other one while gathering around the corner. It was one of those mornings that wasn’t foggy, but slightly hazy. Everything seemed quite as a mouse for a Saturday morning. While I was getting together the final pieces of the weed for the next shop, we were passing that second joint around. Just about the time DannyMac had the joint in his hand, I heard some kind of commotion going on just out of my view.
I swear I think I heard someone saying “Vhat Is Dis?” “Vhat Is Dis I Smell?”. I really didn’t pay it no mind and was getting ready to drop the filter in the end of that hooter when I looked up and the crowd magically parted. The officer could see clearly to me at that point. Yeah, it was two policemen on bicycles had just snuck up on us. The officer turned his attention to DannyMac and asked if he had put the thing out. Nodding his head, DannyMac said yeah, it is out. The officer made him open his mitt to see if the huge hooter was out. Upon seeing it had put a blister on his hand, he was assured the doobie was out. He looked back at me at that point, where I was still holding the filter in my teeth and paper full of ghanja in my hand, cutting my eyes at him. HeHeHe... He could tell that I was obviously disturbed. Furthermore, he did not want to get caught up in that paper. It would have taken him 30 minutes to get out of one of my joints. Anyhow, he realized that it might be better to leave the crazy one who hadn’t actually been spotted smoking, alone. Seeing how rolling in public isn’t a real problem. HEHEHEHE. Furthermore, he didn’t have a lighter to offer us to re-light the joint. YEAH RIGHT, don’t believe this junk.... Anyhow, we were able to hang around until the required 45 minutes had elapsed and headed up to the next stop, which was right up the street.
Picasso Coffeeshop; Stop #3
Official entry/start time; 8:46 AM
Official exit/stop time; 9:31 AM
Total People; 5
Total Consumption; 3.5 grams
Some of the purchases made at Picassos were 3 grams of Orange Bud for 15 Euros and 4 grams of Picasso Hash for 20 Euros. There may have been more I just took down what I could. The prices on the wares here seem to rival most of the weed bargains in AMS. The shop was filled with Picasso artwork. It was a cool shop, with the bud counter on the first floor and place to sit on both floors.
We took a table at the top seeing how the bottom floor was like a small maze. We smoked some on that crushed spectacle of a joint from the cop caper. Then we put it out and started smoking a fresh one I had rolled on the ledge at Popeye’s. Then another good size joint with some hash in it was also devoured. Dam, the buzz was starting to kick in here. The music was getting a little loud, but we managed to tuff it out... It seemed that other than two more people, mostly the Dutch people visited here.
FOOTNOTE: For the Record.
When we exited the Picasso we headed down the street and noticed that Popeye’s was opened now. We did walk over and stay inside for a minute to make an interior appearance. Even tried to light up that crushed nubby that DannyMac had to snub out in front of it and the cops earlier.
We did manage to get it lit enough to take a hit or two. There really wasn't much of it left, but we did smoke on the inside and outside of Popeye’s on two occasions today.
La Grotte Coffeeshop; Stop #4
Official entry/start time; 9:36 AM
Official exit/stop time; 10:16 AM
Total People; 5
Total Consumption; 2.5 grams
This is a nice little Coffeeshop. They did not sell weed or any other gear, but you can smoke and order food and drink. The older gentleman was on duty and BlueBerry and Dannymac decided to order a cheese omelet. During our smoking in here, I had to roll up two more hooters for the next shop. I still never missed a hit when it was my turn. Just wanted to sneak that thought in there, Cause I did come to smoke as well as roll. HeHe...
According to BlueBerry and Dannymac, and I took a bite as well, the food was awesome. Seriously, skip Barney’s next time and eat in La Grotte. The place was very clean and seemed very friendly. There was another older gentleman in there speaking to the older gentleman Barkeep. They were speaking Dutch and I didn’t catch but every 15th word or so. This would be a good place to have you a quite morning smoke and read your paper. There was no loud music jamming your ears off. That is a good thing to, as it is way too early to hear some more thumping woofers. We nearly had our consumption minimum smoked before the food arrived. We did finish a smaller joint after D’Mac and BB finished their breakfast though.
Pink Floyd’s Coffeeshop; Stop #5
Official entry/start time; 10:17 AM
Official exit/stop time; 11:00 AM
Total People; 5
Total Consumption; 3.5 grams
I remember smoking a joint of GreyBerry and 2 grams of Zero-Zero Hash in a bowl here. The hash was actually purchased at Pink Floyd’s, by Suze I believe. It was some tasty stuff that seemed to give me a boost of energy. It was a welcome boost, as the GreyBerry don’t play.
When we came in the shop the friendly girl was helping us all get a drink and some goods.
However, as we were getting near the departure time she was on the telephone in tears. It sounded like a boyfriend issue. Dam, some of us men don’t know when we got it made... Got to call a girl at her job just to make her cry... Oh well, never know what the situation really was. You can only assume, and that is not always good. We were all gathered in the back room for our business at hand. I remember DannyMac posting something on the web while we were in here. You know it is ashamed you don’t get to spend much time in these shops on a crawl, cause I would love to have stayed here longer and La Grotte as well. Ah, the woes of the coffeeshop crawler...
Door’s Coffeeshop; Stop #6
Official entry/start time; 11:04 AM
Official exit/stop time; 11:50 AM
Total People; 5
Total Consumption; 3.5 grams
Now, the Door’s is kinda cramped on the inside at times so we all grabbed the big table out front. It looks like a picnic table of sorts. I am as usual, trying to keep up with the joint rolling so our record is a valid consumption requirement. I can remember someone yelling out they purchased some Elderwise (SP?) That came in a 1.6-gram bag for 10 Euros. They were playing some nice ‘Joplin’ jam, and you can always take another little piece of my heart...
While smoking up our customary ‘J’s’ we met an interesting fellow. He told us his name was Jay Johnson. He was a medium tone black gentleman with mostly bleached white hair. Bleached white, or a case of the early grays, hummmm, It is most likely natural gray hair... His smiled seemed flawless, really. His persona was like a combination of Eddie Murphy, Chris Rock, and George Carlin. He spoke with us the entire time we were at the Door’s. He had so many comical and serious takes on life that I was intrigued to no end. He was missing his calling by not being in front of a camera. He had a special kinda karma that glowed when you looked at him. When we had finished our time at Door’s we had to inform him we were on a mission. Briefly we told him some of the details and he wanted to grab his bike and follow us to the next stop. Several of us were still involved in conversation during the walk to Siberie... Remember this name “Jay Johnson”. I get the feeling you will hear it and see him for yourself some day. If not, it is the world’s loss.
Siberie Coffeeshop; Stop #7
Official entry/start time; 11:52 AM
Official exit/Stop time; 12:45 PM
Total People; 6, but only 5 were contenders. (Jay did not count in the crawl results, although he did smoke a hash and tobacco joint he rolled up at the Door’s)
Total Consumption; 4 grams and some tobacco.
I, quite naturally have to purchase some gear in one of my most favorite Coffeeshops, in all of Holland. Therefore, 5 grams of Siberian Tiger it is. I leave the fellow a tip and he hands me two free lighters and a free neck-carrying device.
I also got a hot chocolate with whipped cream and sprinkles. WOW, that is good... Back to the table and begin some joint rolling. Steve asked if I needed to keep rolling joints at each place. Hummm, I had to cut my eyes at him... LOL... Just the coffeeshop werewolf in me... I cannot pass up an opportunity to kid around.
We actually smoked up 4 of the grams of the tiger I bought right there in the shop. Not to mention we took a few tokes off Jay Johnson’s hash and tobacco joint. We knew he didn’t want a hit of ours as he nearly shit watching me roll em up. This is another shop I could spend hours in, while pondering many thoughts.
It seemed that Jay had some very good scanning skills. By that I mean I watched him scan across everybody as if to get a take on them. He had done it all along seemingly to get a take on positive and negative conversational feedback’s. I know this talent well, as I do it myself.
You may think I am a dumb oaf by the amount of weed I smoke and my terrible spelling, but such is not the case. I seem like a carefree ghanja smoker, but in my head, many wars are being fought. I bring this up because Jay noticed that I was scanning him, as he scanned all others. When his eyes looked up, he knew that an old cod had a mask on all along. If this makes any sense, that communication can be transported through the eyes alone, then such was the case. He knew that he was not alone in his ways, but hadn’t learned NOT to telegraph them. I had to seize the moment to say an old passage I heard somewhere. “The True Beauty of A Person is Not What They Share With You, But That Which They Cannot Share.” As I shook his hand, I had to tell him what an amazing fellow he was. I had to tell him that he should be reaching for his calling. He replied with an awesome exchange that still has me thinking. He simply said; “You too are an amazing person and no one would ever know... You also need to be reaching for your calling.”
I believe that somehow we were all supposed to meet Jay Johnson. I think sometime people cross your path, because they were supposed to teach you something... I am still thinking about some of the things that he told us that day. How about the rest of those present that day???
Saying our good-bye’s to Mr. Johnson, we left the Siberie and continued our quest in this mad trail of self destruction...
Rasta Baby Coffeeshop; Stop #8
Official entry/start time; 12:48 PM
Official exit/stop time; 1:24 PM
Total People; 5 (Back to 5 now)
Total Consumption; 3.5 grams
This was not a favorite on anybody’s list, but it was not crowded and it had a big terrace. In addition, a glassed in porch as well. We grabbed ourselves some seats outside and began smoking up one of those pre-prepared joints I had ready. See, I told you we would need them... Little bit breezy, so rolling was not on the agenda here. I did have to get a cola to stop the cottonmouth though. I noticed they had a huge drinking bar selection here. Large hanging plants everywhere and Ragae music was playing on the stereo. Oh yeah, we be jammin’ man. With the Bob Marley letting it go, I order my cola while looking around the shop. This might be an under-rated shop, but it really is of good size and has a nice feel to it. The barmaids are very nice looking young ladies as well. The ghanja bar looked small; but then again, how much room you need to store 500 grams of assorted weed and other items. Blazing up another slightly smaller joint to complete and we seemed ready to continue the rest of the crawl.
Old Style Coffeeshop; Stop #9
Official entry/start time; 1:27 PM
Official exit/stop time; 2:09 PM
Total People; 5
Total Consumption; 4 grams
Well you had to know this one was going to be on the crawl. I am in the crawl and it is a good catch on the beeline trail, so be it...
We decided to keep an eye on DannyMac here, just kiddin’, he was doing just fine. The fellows at Old Style were chipper and all to happy to see that D’Mac was doing better than ever. Glad to see us all in fact. I have been in here so many times it seems like home. We took a seat at the second table from the window as you come in. the place, and part of the third table. I had to put down some notes, do some rolling, and didn’t have a lot of observation time. However, I do remember seeing a familiar Dutch customer and his girlfriend. She looked like a flower child from the 60’s. I mean that in a very nice way. I have seen him there a lot through my visits. He is a loud spoken fellow that seems to have a lot of fun. You have to love that quality in a person.
The purchases I remember at the Old Style were 2.2 grams of Galantis for 10 Euros and 2.5 grams of Stardust for 20 Euros. There may have been one other purchase, but I am inclined to say not. We ground up all 4.7 grams of weed in one pile. I scrapped 2 grams of weed out of the pile and we put the remainder of the Zero-Zero from Floyd’s (2 Grams) in one big-ass 4 gram joint. Since two of the grams were hash, it really wasn’t that big. Of course, the fellows at Old Style might beg to differ on that point. HeHe. I made another joint for later out of the remaining weed pile (2.7 grams).
I have to tell you the truth here. That hash in-filtered joint did side-burn at times but we did get it smoked completely up. It is always hard to say goodbye to these fellows, but a mission is still afoot.
La Canna Coffeeshop; Stop #10
Official entry/start time; 2:15 PM
Official exit/stop time; 3:10 PM
Total People; 5
Total Consumption; 3.5 grams
La Canna is one of the biggest Coffeeshops on the crawl list. It has a pool table upstairs and a food grill downstairs. Several food orders were made at that food counter. It had been a while since we put anything in our faces but drink and ghanja. I think I was beginning to sense some dissension in the ranks. I think there might be a mutiny stirring. I heard strange words from the crowd. "Let’s play some pool, there is more to life than the crawl. "Hummmmm, me thinks' me have to re-focus the group. Don’t make me have to row this boat alone, cause I will. LOL...
You have to understand, we were on our 10th shop and I knew this thing was possible. I just couldn’t walk away from a chance to finish what we had started. I must apologize to the rest of our group here, as I was a bit of an ass. I just felt we were to close, to quit now. We came here to do something, and we ought to do it. I think maybe we just needed the somewhat tasteless food from La Canna to energize us. It seemed after most of the food had been eaten, Suze grabbed the camera and starting filming. Please don’t anybody read my lips if you got the crawl CD. While filming the ceremonial joint lighting up, I felt that we were starting to get the spirit back. Actually, I thought I was going to have to drag some of you out of there. HeHeHe.
After all, we were just about this close to one of the most insane events of our lives, becoming a record. How could we pass up that nobility? I thought I was gonna have to get my belt out, but alas we smoked our quota with that joint from Old Style and a cone that BlueBerry rolled. Okay troops, the show must go on...
De Kuil AKA: 420 Coffeeshop; Stop #11
Official entry/start time; 3:13 PM
Official exit/stop time; 4:00 PM
Total People; Still 5 Remaining, by Golly!
Total Consumption; 3 grams
I remember grabbing a quick treat from the Deli next door before officially going in De Kuil.
I really cannot remember all of the purchases made at De Kuil, but I will list the few I have written down. BB purchased 2 grams of Blueberry Bud, I purchased 2 grams of Lemon Haze and we give some of it to the fellow to vaporize for us. I think I remember somebody buying a gram or two of something else as well. Then rolling up a hooter of that Blueberry Bud with some Lemon Haze mixed in, we got some drinks and choked down our quota of the ghanja and balloon.
It was pretty crowded by now, but we were sitting just up front. I mean just up front in the window. I felt as though we were on display as ‘Ghanja Poster Children” You know that had to be a sight for people passing by the shop. Here is five people wolfing down a big joint and sucking on a vaporizer bag. Just a retro thought here, but we are crazy aren’t we?
Well Yes, but I think that’s the point to all this...
I feel like we were in some kid of time warp. I am sure by this point I had already smoked 7 or 8 grams myself, and others were matching the numbers. You know I think this is the first point of the day I felt a good buzz. Maybe it was the Balloon, but WOW, I feel good.
Packing up our stuff and heading on to the next adventure, we disappeared in a cloud of dust.
Grasshopper Coffeeshop/Nwz. Voorburgwal; Stop #12
Official entry/start time; 4:05 PM
Official exit/stop time; 4:50 PM
Total People; 5
Total Consumption; 3.5 grams
I pulled out one of those reserve joints I had already rolled and lit it up. It was a 2.5-gram special. Dam, it was side burning a little and took a little doctoring. I don’t roll as well as I should when I’m in a hurry. Ahhh...
We did manage to get that badly rolled egg on its way to the filter end. Someone had a smaller one rolled up while we were smoking that one. We fired it up before the big one was finished. From the seats we occupied we could clearly see the street scene. We had a big table on the glass front terrace. I did notice some people passing by with some casual stares. I have often wondered what the big deal is. I am smoking a plant, and these people occasionally look at us as if we were robbing a bank. These have to be the ones that believe everything they read in print. Negative news that is, that always has bad things to say of weed. To the on-lookers that do see things that way, I worry about you, seriously. For it is the belief in your head that makes you look at me like that. It is these same beliefs that have driven so many of us to smoke so much...With an inhale of the ghanja, these thoughts are passed off to the dead letter file. Seeing how one monkey don’t stop no show, fitting the machine seems impossible.
Although, this is a big shop by A’Dam standards, it is not as big as the big Grasshopper on Oude Brugsteeg. As many people have pointed out, weed quality is not the stress of these shops, so a purchase here was not made. Well, drinks were bought, but not any weed products. To tell you the truth I have never personally looked at a weed menu at any of them. I think maybe next trip I will have to at least try their wares to know for myself. Finishing off the joints early, we had a few minutes to plan the next few steps of the adventure. Without further delay, let us take those next steps.
Homegrown Fantasy Coffeeshop; Stop #13
Official entry/start time; 4:52 PM
Official exit/stop time; 5:36 PM
Total People; 5
Total Consumption; 3 grams
This was the shop that tied up the record. We were now co-holders of the championship ‘Confuzn Style” coffeeshop crawl record. Some of the purchases made here were written in the trip book abbreviated, so I will give you what I got. AppleJack bud in a package of 1.6 grams for 10 Euros. BH/Mostly Sativa (Whatever that means) in the same size bag for 10 Euros. We smoked a joint of Edlewise bud, from the weed we purchased from the Door’s. Then lit up a bigger one I had rolled previously. I think that was some remainder of Greyberry bud and some other kind we had before the crawl began.
You know at this point, tasting the weed was not happening. The pallet was long over saturated for specific details on taste. This was an interesting shop that seemed to be a little over half full upon arrival. They had a new girl working the counter that seemed a little nervous. Her eyes were wide open as if someone were going to throw a spider on her at any minute. The other two veteran staff members were busy fixing drinks at the drink bar. In this shop, the two bars are the same, but you buy weed at the front part. Then you order your drinks right there but the wet bar is a little further down. The one fellow that was working there that day was a bit on the unusual side. I mean more than me, that is. He was completely shaved bald. I don’t even think he had eyebrows. He had a giant lip sore that had his lip swollen up rather big. Dressed in total black attire made his very fair skin seem brighter than it really was.
Not making any fun here, but he seemed like a follower of the Arian Brotherhood. The young lady and the other woman working didn’t seem to share the same Hiel Hitler demeanor about them. The one unusual thing about being here is the toilet. It has nothing but black lights in there. When you close the door, it is a trip. If you are a male, or can otherwise stand while peeing, you can see your very own urine glowing in the dark. That is a trip sure enough.
Noon Coffeeshop; Stop #14 (The record is ours now)
Official entry/start time; 5:55 PM
Official exit/stop time; 7:00 PM
Total People; 5
Total Consumption; 3 grams
This was the only time we had a Tram ride planned on the crawl. Jumping on right there near the Homegrown Fantasy and riding just to the Leidseplein stop. From there, it is just a shot few blocks to the 14th shop.
This was the stop that started adding on to a new record. Man, it felt good to know we could do this. I am not so sure we felt the glee of victory in an overwhelming way. It was great to have made it this far. The group of us crawlers must have looked pretty pitiful by this point in the day. It seemed like it was a lot later than it was. Oh the sky was very bright, but how weary we are to have come so far. Actually, since it was well routed, the walking is not what got us. I think it was more consumption of herb that has us groggy. Maybe I should say I was groggy at this point. Upon entering the Noon we grabbed the very back table, it is also the biggest. It has a wrap around sofa and a large and odd shaped table. On the table was that giant wax mound that was created from many burned candles. I remember seeing this candle mound in April, but it has gotten at least 6 inches taller and a lot fatter since then. I guess they were not frozen in time after all.
That or the candle kept burning while they were in suspended animation. Hummmmmmm. Well among some of the purchases made here was of course a 5-gram BlueBerry deal for 23 Euro’s, and I remember getting a gram of the Melon weed myself. I just cannot remember the price. Suze and Steve decided that this was to be their last shop. They had decided that breaking the record was enough for the evening. (In retrospect, I kind of wished I had stopped there as well.)
It was so good to have them travel to the break point with the rest of us. They came to set a record, and until we walk into another one, they are co-holders of a new record at this moment. As we sat at the table, I began constructing a joint of several baggies of weed we had left. If you got the crawl CD, you can see how many empty little bags it took to create a 3-gram joint. I have to mention that ½ a gram was some Isolator Jelly Hash I got at Bushdoctors. I had brought a little piece along for just this moment. We placed the hash with the weed and rolled up a 3-gram hooter to toast our victory. With the thought of more shops left on the crawl, it seemed a short-lived victory. For the moment, we are happy to have made it this far. After realizing that Steve was not officially a Channelite, I thought we should at least make him an Honorary one. It seemed we were all in agreement with this concept. After all, he struggled the whole way with us. Enduring all the steps that the rest of us did, so it is befitting he be know as the fifth Channelite on this journey. Are there any objections???
Rookies Coffeeshop; Stop #15
Official entry/start time; 7:07 PM
Official exit/stop time; 7:55 PM
Total People; 3
Total Consumption; 2 grams
This was my first visit inside Rookies Coffeeshop, and I hated I waited so long. It seemed rather large and had pool tables to boot. There was a broad range of age groups in here. From say 20 years old to 60 years old. Most were tourist, but everybody was having a friendly time. I now know why BOhannon and others had past Channelite meetings here. It had plenty of room and a real nice atmosphere. We were in the mood for getting this crawl to finale, so we moved out to the Terrace to light up our smokes. We didn’t actually make any weed purchases here, but I would not rule that out in the future.
This is a 'must see again' shop for sure. You know, sometimes in life, you plot a destination, and sometimes a destination happens to be in your path. Whichever was the case here doesn’t really matter, it’s just that it happened. It was good to smoke up our joints on the small terrace and breathe the fresh Amsterdam air. Well, between the wonderful restaurant smells and the ghanja smoke, fresh might be stretching it a bit. This was one of those times where it seemed we had just walked in, and now we had to go. The 48 minutes we spent in this shop seemed more like 10 minutes. Maybe I was in a time warp???
Rokerij Coffeeshop Leidseplein; Stop #16
Official entry/start time; 7:59 PM
Official exit/stop time; 8:45 PM
Total People; 3
Total Consumption; 2.5 grams
I remember we had a Bubblegum joint in the pouch left. It was one of the 2.5-gram varieties, and seemed like the one to smoke. However, after a minute or two the benches seemed hard so we went out to the front to drink our colas and smoke our joint. I had never been in this shop, just the one at Central. They appeared to have the same menu as the other one. Old Style’s menu is the same as the Rokerijs’ as well, same owner… At this point in the crawl, it seemed detail was not at a fine tune. It seems just finishing the joint is chore enough. The Rokerij is a nice place to be in with its interesting seating and darker ambience. However, when you have managed to crawl through 15 other prior shops with set minimums, clarity becomes a second thought… There were no purchases made here as I recall, seeing how we all still had a small stock each.
I could see a fellow walking down the street that I seem to see all over Amsterdam. Most of the time he is playing his horn at the back of the Rijks Museum. Sometimes I even see him at Central. He has salt and pepper hair and seems like he could be from Italian decent, or maybe Greek. He seems to be always dressed average, and has a neat appearance. Sometimes he will pair up with another musician on the guitar or accordion to make a more wondrous sound. He was just passing by the Rokerij with a small bag of groceries. He did see my face and throw up a hand in acknowledgement. I returned the gesture with a head nod and wave. It is funny the things and people we remember.
It was now time to head for the next shop and continue this saga.
Global Chillage Coffeeshop; Stop #17
Official entry/start time; 8:50 PM
Official exit/stop time; 9:40 PM
Total People; 3
Total Consumption; 2.5 grams
Yet, another shop I have never been in. If for nothing else this crawl has gotten me to places I have never seen, but always wanted to. This was a very interesting Coffeeshop. It had an Alice in Wonderland theme to it, which I thought was awesome. It is a true shame I have never been in here. They had some light Ragae playing in the background and people were just chillin. We all had a feeling this would be the last stop. We were at 17 and that could be enough. Although it was early, it just seemed a bit much to go on any further. We smoked some of the last Grey Mist bud with some Kief in it. I believe the only thing we purchased in this shop was three drinks. The weed was being sold in the pre-packaged bags, and we decided to smoke what we had left instead.
I was just kicking back to enjoy what might be the last shop on the crawl. Things were well and life was good, tiring but well. A funny thing happened; we were all walking past a coffeeshop called Internet Coffeeshop, when DannyMac suggested we go in. At the moment, we all decided to pass. However, we should have continued. DannyMac, BlueBerry and I all had the zest to continue. I am still not sure why we didn’t continue to carry the torch. Maybe it was the thought that we had just smoked enough or what. A few blocks past the shop we all decided to pack it in for the night. Saying goodnight to all, BB and I headed up to the Prinsenhoff.
As we were walking back, we began discussing the possibilities of D’Mac, grabbing that last shop and being sole victor to the crown. I guess that maybe the thought of coming this far and taking a 2nd place made something snap in my mind. I remember telling BB that I think not. I don’t know what made me think as such, but I just felt DannyMac was going to get that shop, and we could all tie. We were already near the Hotel, so Stix was just a few blocks away. What do you say? Shall we grab that 18th shop? It was only a little after 10:00 at this point. So why the hell not… I feel very bad in retrospect of thinking our fellow Channelite would grab one more, unannounced. These thoughts have been in my mind since the journey, and will not go away. DannyMac, it was my idea to get that last shop. I am truly sorry for my actions. For if the truth were said, DannyMac had another 5 shops in him. He could have gone on, and I know it. There is no real way of making this up, but to say I will never attempt a crawl again. I feel this one moment of distrust of a fellow Channelite was a grave injustice.
No matter who breaks this new record, I will wish them well. Furthermore, they will not have to live with the thought of me coming back to regain it either. I am now a retired ‘Confuzn-Style’ coffeeshop crawling son of a gun. Not to be sad though, as some things in life only happens once…
Stix Coffeeshop; Stop #18 (For what it’s worth, this is the number to beat.)
Official entry/start time; 10:20 PM
Official exit/stop time; 11:05 PM
Total People; 2
Total Consumption; 2 grams
I was a little low on weed at this point and had to make a purchase 3 grams of Royal Stix bud for 21 Euros, and a gram of Gunpowder (Their version of GA Crystals), for 12.50 Euros. After carefully constructing a 2-gram special of Royal Stix and a pinch of Gunpowder, we began to smoke it as if it were our first joint of the day. Of course, a couple of colas had to be poured down my throat to keep it from catching fire. LOL… As a reflection of Today’s event in conversation, BB and I were both glad this day had ended. This was one of the most mentally grueling things that anybody would want to do. Some where down the line you loose the enjoyment for the Ghanja. Hard to believe I know, but too much of a good thing might not be that good. I am sure opinions vary, as well they should, but Stix Coffeeshop on Utrecthsestraat will landmark my final shop in this one and only Crawl attempt. I may attend a crawl with you Channelites, but as a ‘John Walton’, a recorder of events only…
Don’t go crazy on me here, I am not quitting smoking the Ghanja, just never competing on the ‘Crawl Circuit’ again. I am not trying to speak for BB here, as she is the co-holder of the new 18 shop record, just myself. When this record is broken, and I feel someone will do it, you will never see me over your shoulder trying to get it back. That concluded the Crawl, and now the bar is set at 18 shops done ‘Confuzn Style’. Sorry to relieve you of the title Confuzn, but you are a young man, and I am sure you are already plotting a course to take that crown back. That’s okay, cause I’ll wish you well, as I had my moment and it was grand…
Now, you would think that smoking over 12 grams of weed today that I would fade into somber sleep or a coma. However, it worked quite the opposite and I had a surge of energy.
Walking through the streets of Amsterdam is just what I needed at such an hour.
Being a Saturday night in Amsterdam, it was hopping right along. I had actually turned down one street and for like four long blocks this must have been an ‘Open-Minded’ area. It doesn’t bother me, cause I am sure about what I like in this world. Ah, but the point is, I never seen so many men arm-in-arm, walking down the street together. I felt out of place, but just a thought; I bet I might have been in demand here. LOL… Now, ain’t that a trip, I cannot keep a woman, but suddenly being eyeballed by men as a prospect.
I am pretty sure I didn’t get any looks from the women in the crowds. They had their own woman, and I didn’t have the right parts to entice them.
“Women Women everywhere, but not a woman to be found.
Well, not one that would like me anyhow. You reckon I could let my hair down, shave my mustache, and spruce up a bit to get on the lesbian circuit. Hey, always thinking!!! LOL… I figured I had better take a right or left and exit the scene. I felt my presence wasn't wanted in their world. Not to mention, when I saw several men French kissing each other, I felt a little uncomfortable. I do not want to appear to judge anybody here; I just have preferences of my own… (A woman. Ah, and one that would want to be with me, and I her.) I walked quite a bit this evening and thought in detail of the day’s events. You know this was a long day, even seemed like 2 days. During my walk, I passed by several open Coffeeshops, Bushdoctor-Muntplein, Rokerij and several others. I had considered the thought of raising the stakes, but quickly dismissed the idea. Sometimes in life you have to say; “Enough is Enough”… I did pull out a paper and wrap one up for the walk though. Yes, I used another window seal to do the wrapping.
I didn’t see any cops or any other people, so I figured I was safe. A few street people eventually came by and gave me some looks. One fellow asked me for cash, and I told him I would make a trade. I told him if he would turn and block the wind so I could roll my joint up, I would oblige him with some Euros. He was all too happy to help and when I had the thing rolled, I handed him all the coins in my pocket. It was not a fortune, but about 4 Euros. Not a bad deal, a few minutes of wind diversion, for a few bucks. Nevertheless, he was very much happy and I got my joint rolled. I asked the fellow if he wanted a hit from the joint. He looked at me funny and said that us Americans are crazy, that joint would kill him. I discovered he was a Euro-smoker, Hash and tobacco. Oh well, to each their own. I stood on the canal near the Munt and toasted up that evening’s final hooter.
In an overview, I smoked 14 grams of weed today, and that is over the line. It just seems the flavors all ran together, not to mention the buzz from each was melded together as well. I have to think of this, as it truly is, a challenge. I guess I should learn to choose my battles a little wiser.
I am not crapping on the concept of the ‘Crawl’ by no means here. I am more rather cracking on my age of 42. I think I am at a plateau in my life where I am reviewing my concept on life. It seems difficult to have to realize that time does not stand still. It seems like yesterday we were 12 years old and the day before our fathers were 12 years old. Time is a funny illusion at certain times. It can go really fast while in AMS, yet travel very slow the week before you go. I will never be able to explain this time displacement enigma, but only to live in it and observe. Therefore, my point is that the ‘Crawl’ may never get old, but I will.
LONG LIVE THE ‘NEW’ KING. For someday he/she will come, and they will break this record...
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incredible
Lord, that's a lot of smoking! Why not put this kind of marathon in the Olympics? The people at Olympic committee get so impressed just cause some idiot runs 26 miles that they give the winner a gold medal. I'd certainly much rather watch something like this on TV.
Great installment, best insight into the crawl yet. However, and I'm sure a few other people here did the math too, I counted 5 coffeeshops where less than 45 minutes was spent according to the times you posted: Pink Floyd 43 minutes, La Grotte 40 minutes, Rasta Baby 36 minutes, Old Style 42 minutes, and HGF 44 minutes. I'm sure by the time you all filed out of HGF it was 45 minutes, I know it is nit picking but I gotta call what I see. It shouldn't detract from what all of you accomplished though. And yes, Steve is IMHO a Channelite. Next up, the day after the crawl, LH awakens to find that his lungs have abondoned ship in search of the nearest oxygen tent and ICU, LOL! Thanks again for the mega effort.
moe.
Good catch Moe. The times I wrote were right, so you are correct. I was wondering who would catch that. As a group it was the popular vote amongst us present Channelites, that to average 45 minutes was the exact wording. I am unclear on this one myself. However, if you notice there were shops we were over the required amount of time. I need to do the exact math to see if it would average to 45 minutes per shop, or not...
I guess the record is in review... Dam good catch, Moe...
Hummm, the technicalities. That's what makes life so interesting, so subjective, so different to the individual. Bringing out such 'Odd Perspectives' is what life is all about.
I must be really, really sad and have nothing better to do but here goes guys:
Total Official Time Recorded = 850 minutes
Total Number of Coffeeshops = 18
Therefore 850 divided by 18 gives a mean average of 47.2222222 minutes per C/S.
Well Done guys......ND2
Newbie Doo2's calculations work for me, I did of course notice the shops with over 45 minutes as well just not the word "average", my miss, sorry. I guess the only person it would really matter to is Confuzn, let's wait and see what his perspective on it is.
moe.
That was a great crawl report, and your writing style is superb as always. Always a treat to read your perspectives on Amsterdam. You burned a lot of weed that day, more than I could, but I'd give it a good try. Thanks....
You are most welcome Hank...
Furthermore, Thanks to all of you...
I got the same numbers as ND2...
However, I do agree with Moe's last statement.... Confuzn should be the one to make the call.
I have posted a question for him at the Coffeeshop Board, in hopes he will read the crawl and times, and give us his answer.
I feel as the creator of this particular concept, Confuzn is the only rightful judge as to rather we took the record, or rather we fell short.
I will honor any decision he makes on the issue.
So, Is it
"To Be." Or, "Not To Be"
That is the Question...
Nice job, LH. Now I don't have to write my version!
Steve and I brought about 2 grams of AK47 with us, copped the orange bud (on the CD I think) at Picasso, got a 3.2 gram piece of zero-zero hash from Pink Floyd (lovely stuff, the female dealer keeps the hash under lights so its warm and flex-y....sigh), and desperate for a sativa got 3-ish grams of the lemon mist at De Kuil. We also bought another slab o blonde hash from some where....not sure where, but the left over was part of what Steve and I pounded down the morning of departure.
And, again, without your determination, I would still be playing pool at La Canna. (It was sooooo tempting to stop and rest and give the lungs a break....but I see in hindsight it would have been our downfall, the laws of inertia cannot be denied: an object in motion stays in motion.....)
Steve will be thrilled that he is an honorary channelite. Meeting you all was one of the highlights of the trip for him. Thank you!
Incredibly engaging report,
You met the challenge and it wasn't easy
While reading your exhaustive account of the days events, I found myself plotting out a coffeeshop route that would be optimum for a crawl.....
..."hmmm instead of taking the tram I could make a left here"....and after consideration, I have to agree with you LH, that too much of a good thing can be bad. I think I'd rather make a cameo that be the grandmaster, if you know what I mean.
But someone has to do it, so thank you LastHamlet, Blueberry, SuZe and Dannymac for this monmental accomplisment.
Can't wait to hear about the day after.
Ik denk dat ik te veel
spacecake heb opgegeten
Wolfdangler
That was a great report. What a feat. I can't imagine getting up at 6 a.m. and smoking all day...or can I????
October is around the corner. It couldn't be a solo attempt, that's ridiculous. I will be interested to see if you have scared everyone off.
Geat report LH. You folks are in a league of your own.
The funny looking guy at the HF makes the place. If it wasn't for him being so damn friendly, we would have buzzed off pronto due to the rather grumpy blond bird working there, scratching her butt and firing sarcastic comments at her customers.
bros.
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............... dood.
WOOT!
While smoking up our customary ?J?s? we met an interesting fellow. He told us his name was Jay Johnson. He was a medium tone black gentleman with mostly bleached white hair. Bleached white, or a case of the early grays, hummmm, It is most likely natural gray hair... His smiled seemed flawless, really. His persona was like a combination of Eddie Murphy, Chris Rock, and George Carlin. He spoke with us the entire time we were at the Door?s. He had so many comical and serious takes on life that I was intrigued to no end. He was missing his calling by not being in front of a camera. He had a special kinda karma that glowed when you looked at him. When we had finished our time at Door?s we had to inform him we were on a mission. Briefly we told him some of the details and he wanted to grab his bike and follow us to the next stop. Several of us were still involved in conversation during the walk to Siberie... Remember this name ?Jay Johnson?. I get the feeling you will hear it and see him for yourself some day. If not, it is the world?s loss.
Siberie Coffeeshop; Stop #7
Official entry/start time; 11:52 AM
Official exit/Stop time; 12:45 PM
Total People; 6, but only 5 were contenders. (Jay did not count in the crawl results, although he did smoke a hash and tobacco joint he rolled up at the Door?s)
Total Consumption; 4 grams and some tobacco.
We actually smoked up 4 of the grams of the tiger I bought right there in the shop. Not to mention we took a few tokes off Jay Johnson?s hash and tobacco joint. We knew he didn?t want a hit of ours as he nearly shit watching me roll em up. This is another shop I could spend hours in, while pondering many thoughts.
It seemed that Jay had some very good scanning skills. By that I mean I watched him scan across everybody as if to get a take on them. He had done it all along seemingly to get a take on positive and negative conversational feedback?s. I know this talent well, as I do it myself.
You may think I am a dumb oaf by the amount of weed I smoke and my terrible spelling, but such is not the case. I seem like a carefree ghanja smoker, but in my head, many wars are being fought. I bring this up because Jay noticed that I was scanning him, as he scanned all others. When his eyes looked up, he knew that an old cod had a mask on all along. If this makes any sense, that communication can be transported through the eyes alone, then such was the case. He knew that he was not alone in his ways, but hadn?t learned NOT to telegraph them. I had to seize the moment to say an old passage I heard somewhere. ?The True Beauty of A Person is Not What They Share With You, But That Which They Cannot Share.? As I shook his hand, I had to tell him what an amazing fellow he was. I had to tell him that he should be reaching for his calling. He replied with an awesome exchange that still has me thinking. He simply said; ?You too are an amazing person and no one would ever know... You also need to be reaching for your calling.?
I believe that somehow we were all supposed to meet Jay Johnson. I think sometime people cross your path, because they were supposed to teach you something... I am still thinking about some of the things that he told us that day. How about the rest of those present that day???
I totally agree with your thoughts about Jay, he is indeed a very special kind of individual and there is no doubt about the fact that we were supposed to meet him. I found a lot of his philosophies interesting and facinating as well, not to mention very deep and insightful. Also his comedy is top notch and adds just the right twist to his already captivating character.
Its like he has this light surrounding him which I found quite enchanting and I noticed it in the video too especially at the Doors. But like you mentioned the scanning people, I saw that too however only when I saw the video, and then I could really see him. I can only hope I am fortunate enough to cross paths with Jay Johnson again sometime in this lifetime but if I am only graced with one time of his presence, I feel lucky.
BlueBerry
Great report, Mr. LastHamlet... I still say you wear the crown!
What an amazing crawl... we'll see what October brings... looks like me, BOHannon, and Trekknhil are in for something if riding motorcycles out of Utrecht doesn't get us first!
Really, great job on this report... taking down all that info, while smoking that pound of doobage was the goods!!!
Please Banks, You know not. You can't compare apples and oranges, but then again I will try.
My reports have a citrus kinda tang that may leave a funny taste in people's mouth. Your reports are like a bite of a ripe apple; It doesn't even need peeling to get the full flavor of it's bounty.
How's That?
OMG, BlueBerry that was a beautiful description of Jay, a lot better than what I had. I got teary eyed reading your response, in a good way. Thanks for the tears of joy, I needed them.
A Bollocks, You really need to post more often. I for one, get a kick out of your responses.
WolfDangler, you got it man. You can see the trail in your head. A cameo shaped with form to come; lay waiting in distant for tones of grandmaster, yet be sung...
TrekknHil, I get the feeling this line is for you... "LONG LIVE THE ‘NEW’ KING/QUEEN. For someday he/she will come, and they will break this record..."
The answer to your question is "Yes You Can."
Bros, your post had me thinking all night long. I believe you are correct. However, timing is the key here I think. The day we saw the fellow in question, he had two cold sores on his lips, and that can really f**k up your day. So, maybe a bad analogy was given of his persona. I may have to definantly watch that in the future. I do belive I saw that Blonde Bird scratch her ass a few times as well...LOL... Thanks for the Thoughts Bros, I am never to old to learn.
I totally agree with your thoughts about Jay, he is indeed a very special kind of individual and there is no doubt about the fact that we were supposed to meet him. I found a lot of his philosophies interesting and facinating as well, not to mention very deep and insightful. Also his comedy is top notch and adds just the right twist to his already captivating character.
Its like he has this light surrounding him which I found quite enchanting and I noticed it in the video too especially at the Doors. But like you mentioned the scanning people, I saw that too however only when I saw the video, and then I could really see him. I can only hope I am fortunate enough to cross paths with Jay Johnson again sometime in this lifetime but if I am only graced with one time of his presence, I feel lucky.
BlueBerry
I did notice in the Crawl video that he tended to Bogart whilst entertaining. Also that LH stared hungrily or worriedly (re: consumption ratio) at the stalled "J". HeeHeeHee
WOOP!
DAMNIT
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i wish i met jay!
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Thanks for the well-detailed report, LH.
A very nice read, indeed.
There is no way my words can even touch your eloquence in writing LastHamlet, but I am glad you liked it:)) And I have to add that you are very much like Jay, in that, you bring out what is good in people and make them laugh, only certain people can do that. Jay was absolutely correct and he read you perfectly, you too are an amazing individual and anyone who crosses paths with your presence is also very fortunate, so I consider myself lucky times two! How could any one person get so lucky?
I can never thank you enough LastHamlet for your generosity and for giving me the most unforgetable Amsterdam vacation ever!
BlueBerry
Oh, it was my pleasure to have you along BlueBerry. You speak way to highly of me. For one, you know I popped a fuse at the Airport when we landed, and you know at times I am an ASS. So, thank you for being able to tolerate my ill old self.
You are quite the persona yourself.
BTW, We may have some 'Bad News' on the crawl attempt.
Some quotes were discovered by a fellow Channelite that may kick out 5 of those shops. I will look over some other info, or hopefully Confuzn will reply. Get back with it soon.
Darn... Wording can be so important. The quotes in question were from that thread where we started planning the Crawl...
The key info does not appear to have the word "Average" in it. I remember arguing this point during the crawl, that it was min. not average. Dam, I hate being right.
More Info to Come.
Thanks very much for the detailed trip report. As mentioned somewhere and I think by blueberry you took meticulous notes. Awesome!!! I will try La Grotte Coffeeshop and their cheese omlet when I return in November. Also cann't wait to get some more awesome coffee and relax with a newspaper along with a nice doobie of double bubblegum/orange bud mix. If there is anyone that will be around in November 16- Dec 1 come on down. We can have a little Channelites members breakfast :-) running wild
i think your question last hamlet has already been answered..
Posted: Mon Jun 30, 7:24 pm Post subject: yes
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confuzn wrote:
Did you spend 45 minutes in each shop?
Actually, LastHamlet was a stickler on this point. There were a couple coffeeshops of which we waited for his official OK.
What a Dilemma we have???
I have been reading many threads and many thoughts from many Channelites. I have studied on the issue to no end. I have put off writing more of my trip report; skipped dinner twice and looking a little peaked. I did not even sleep last night thinking about it.
I have been sent some quotes from threads. I may stand alone in my thoughts here, but fellow Coffeeshop Crawl 2003 Members, We Did Not Beat Confuzn, I repeat “We Did Not Beat Confuzn.” Not by his Rules...
Let me include some of the quotes that were sent to me off one of those threads, just for clarification.
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quote="LastHamlet"]Confuzn had some basic rules to his crawl, so if you want to beat his record you got to do the same.
This was the basic concept, I think. Correct me if I am wrong...
1) 2 people smoke at least 1 gram in each shop. You don't have to buy a gram in every shop you go, just got to smoke that gram between 2 people.
2) spend at least 45 minutes in each shop.
LastHamlet - Thank you for understanding what I am saying! Yes, I would say, 45 minutes in each shop, and .5 grams per person.
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As you can see, and in my own words, there is no word “Average” in there...
Therefore, by the ‘Confuzn Concept’ and the rules thereof, this is the way it stands.
6 shops lay on the edit room floor... 5 due to lack of required minutes, and then the issue of Popeye’s, Hummmm. The rules state “IN’ a coffeeshop, being on the premises 45 minutes or more does not qualify for being inside.
Now, with 6 shops disqualified that top number of 18 becomes 12, which leaves Confuzn master of his domain.
Frankly, our concepts are so close we dare not coin another with the word “Average” as the only exception. Seems just a little too confusing to do that.
Not all is lost though. We still accomplished what can be referred to as, “The 2003 Coffeeshop Crawl.”
That was a hell of an accomplishment that we should all be happy for. No one can ever take those memories away from us either. It is not the record we were going for, but then again we did it our way and a record is secondary...
I will now edit my trip report Part #3, as to reflect a more accurate perspective...
I must also apologize to Confuzn for all this confusion, as I am really sorry indeed. Not to mention my fellow crawlers, I am so sorry to have let you down and there is nothing I can do to make this up...
However, I may rethink my ‘Retired’ status... That some day may still be coming.
Then again, If I try again and fail, rest assured Confuzn that will be my last shot...
“Long Live The King”
I was gonna suggest coming out of retirement for a retry next year, I'll accompany you on that next attempt, I'll even be official timer if you want. See, I think there may be an advantage in having "been there/done that" as you can focus on how to avoid the things that were unpleasant last time around as much as possible. The more tolerable it is, the smoother it will go. Maybe having someone along that isn't actually participating to act as a "gopher". Having a serious supply of joints pre rolled and labeled from the night before (as Confuzn himself suggested) to make it a little less hectic. Starting at 7:30 or 8 AM to avoid still closed coffeeshops...etc.
moe.
Out of curiousity, what was the basis for setting the 45 minute time limit rule?
Is the "point" of a crawl (other than having a helluva lot of fun) the number of shops visited in one day? If so, the time limits restrict that goal.
Is the "point" of a crawl (other than meeting and hanging with really cool people) to consume a minimum amount of bud at as many shops as possible? If so, time limits hinder that goal as well.
If the crawl is purely a consumption challenge, then time limits would also interfere. And, if consumption is the point, if we followed the letter of the confuzn law, only 2 of us per shop had to smoke the required 1/2 gram each. So, we way over achieved on that score!
So, how about:
No one has broken the record for the Confuzn Crawl (45 min each shop; 2 people smoke 1 gram). Record stands at 13 shops.
The 2003 Crawlers have established the base line for the Cohorts' Crawl. The Cohorts' Crawl calls for an average of 45 minutes at each shop, 1/2 gram per person per shop. The Cohort record stands at 18 shops, LH, Blueberry and DannyMac holding that record, with plenty of room for improvement if you've got the right stuff.
However, I may rethink my ‘Retired’ status... That some day may still be coming.
HAHAHA!!! Is the THC saturation from this last trip finally beginning to wear off or something ? LOL
...now get back to those trip reports! :-)
Obviously I wasn't there, but what I got from the Dampkring thread in Meetingpoint was that a certain amount of time had to be spent and a certain amount of bud had to be smoked. A ½ gram per person had already been established and LastHamlet narrowed down the amount of time to 45 minutes per shop, as Confuzn had said they spent closer to an hour in each shop I think 45 minutes was a bit of a break IMHO. Yes that does limit things a bit and that is one of the reasons the 24 shops in 24 hours idea kept getting shot down, but if you roll about 6 to 8 joints the night before a lot of pressure is relieved leaving more time for just smoking and hanging out. If a few people just rolled 2 joints each the night before it wouldn't even be that big a chore for anyone. So to get back to it, the point was to beat Confuzn doing it the way he did it, there were only 2 rules, it doesn't get much more simple. HOWEVER, we still haven't heard from Confuzn on this, he may say don't sweat it, you won, close enough for me,... who knows?? I think what was accomplished was awesome, and clearly shows the record could've been broken. We're talkin' 'bout 20 minutes or so here. If a Cohort's Crawl appeases the masses, so be it, but I for one want a shot at the Confuzn Crawl record next year.
moe.
i will try for a record in 2004, i too wonder why there was a 45 minute time limit set but since it was part of the original crawl i will attempt to abide by it. reefer toker is in for the first week of feb 2004 and it is looking like that might be good for me too. how do you like my new aviator?
Wait A Minute Hold The Presses.......
I agree Rules is Rules, but there is one discrepancy in the whole issue. Either we have to add the word “Average” or something might not add up. I may need Moe to give this the once over.
One infamous Channelite sent me this from the Crawl Report posted by Confuzn.
I just thought the time frame was a little off, I could be wrong though.
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Now, I am afraid we need an official word from Confuzn.
With this in full light of day, Our record may still stand...
WELL??
Ya know? "Around" and "about", both kinda vague and it adds up to less than 45 minutes. I'd say at the very least it calls for a tie, but once again, it all depends on Confuzn. I hope he checks in soon.
moe.
....damn I just reread it and the whole crawl is "around" and "about"
LOL
BlueBerry
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