Looking back, I don't think I've ever enjoyed three consecutive days more in my life. Regardless of how amazing it is to be back in sunny Barcelona; thoughts of giant splifs, flying pork, chocolate waffels and schoarmas keep racing through my head. How do the dutch do it? Vaaandejsnowsen! What an experience ladies and gentelmen. I feel superior having shared it with each and every one of you. Until 4/20 baby: 3 nights at the pig, no Johnson, and whole lot more red light and coffeshop action then this trip. Its gonna be a shit show, and its going down in the DAM motha fucka.
-chao amigos