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Originally Posted by fotze2
You know what cures all this, my dear friends in Ativan land. It is a flying revelation. I did not care about anything. Gin and tonic and an Ativan. It was unreal how nice it was. I didn’t want to get off the plane.
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Also, edibles.
But watching the propeller belch black smoke on the tarmac, then finding out our flight was cancelled until later that day, meaning I'd be missing my Mexico City connector to Medellin (where I know people) and would be staying in Mexico City overnight now (where I know no-one and don't speak spanish) on my first solo intercontinental trip, was a lot to take in right as the edibles were just kicking in...
I probably looked like the dude tripping balls at the start of Super Troopers in that moment.