Kris keeps reminding me that I never wrote about the fields of pot in the jungle on safari or how I was handed some casually by our guide and threw it back.
So yeah. Much more interesting and exciting things have happened and I just totally forgot–a few times.
On the first elephant ride our guide pointed out the wild fields of pot, picked some (they were 10-15 feet tall) and handed it to me. I looked it over, smelled it (yep it was cannibus) and threw it back into the jungle.
Haven’t thought about it except for the few times Kris reminded me and I laughed about forgetting.
Apparently there’s irony there somewhere. 😉