What drugs should I take when I’m interrailing around Europe this summer? My boyf says yokes are good and they seem fairly safe bit he’s done coke and a lot of other stuff too.
DUUUUUUDE! Interrailing? Europe? Drugs?? You guys are a Hostel sequel waiting to happen. I couldn’t have that kind of thing on my conscience. These are the days of the internet – the Mammy brigade would have my guts for garters on their very own “Lock Up J-Ro” page. If you want to come back from Europe in one piece I suggest you get your story straight with The Good Lord before you leave, because only the fun-loving carefree experimental young people get massacred to shit in those torture-porn box sets. Bring a Bible, only drink water and Barry’s tea, and catch a mass once a week to ensure survival.
But seriously, folks. I’m a non-drug taker myself, thus I have very little experience first-hand with them. So my first instinct is to tell you stay the hell away from them, just as a personal safety measure, particularly if you’re heading out to strange parts.
However, having chatted with mates who dabble recreationally, the general consensus is if you’re hell-bent on trying some stuff; be very careful and super-aware of the workings of your own body & mind – drugs hit everyone in different ways. It’s down to your own tolerance and brain chemistry. Personally, if I even got a sniff of an A-Class drug I’d end up coming around in a daze in a corner of a cell, wild-eyed with half my clothes missing, clutching onto a bloodied scalp and singing “Sesame Street” to a face I’d drawn on the wall. But that’s just me.
Whatever you choose to do, CHECK THE LAWS in every country you visit, just to be aware of the differences in penalties lest you get caught. I’ve heard things about Greek prisons that I can never repeat here.
For ACTUAL, honest, far more informed advice on the drugs themselves; Talk To Frank is a great site to visit. Hop over there for a look. And tell that experimental boyfriend of yours to take it handy and MIND YOU, whatever else he does. It’s not going to be much fun if you’re playing nursemaid in the middle of Zagreb while he’s tripping balls.
Now that I’ve lectured the arse off you, have a ball! If you’re the writing type; try and document as much as you can on your trip – there’ll be so much mad stuff going on and people to meet that you’ll only believe it happened if you go back and read it. TRUST ME.
Bon Voyage!
