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RE: Worldtrip! Vang Vieng; the pearl of Laos if you ask us!
So awesome. I had a blast in Vang Vieng, but I made the mistake of eating the mushrooms.
So awesome. I had a blast in Vang Vieng, but I made the mistake of eating the mushrooms.
Ohnoo that is a big mistake! So actually you've been to Vang Vieng but you don't remember anything about it?
Or do you think that Vang Ving has a lot of inhabitant with green monsters, or gnomes or...that everybody is chasing you? LOL What was the effect of the mushrooms with you?
Don't try this at home people!:P
Thanks for your comment!
Well, when I arrived in Vang Vieng the guy at the hotel told me not to eat the mushrooms, and I told myself that I wouldn't try them. Weed is one thing, but psychedelics aren't something to play with. So I had a "happy" pizza (weed pizza) and it didn't seem worth the price.
One night I saw some guys try the mushrooms in a shake. I definitely recognized the effects, and the guys seemed to be having fun. So I started thinking about getting a "magic" pizza. I made a plan to try to limit the danger. I swore to myself that I wouldn't leave my hotel room after they took effect. I was afraid of getting lost or wandering into traffic.
I got the pizza, ate half of it and brought the other half back to my room. Everything felt great! I listened to some music and just enjoyed being back in mushroom land, I was ecstatic. Then I thought "Hey, half a pizza feels great, I bet the whole pizza feels twice as good!" Big mistake.
I ate the rest of the pizza and not too long after that I saw the "Don't eat the mushrooms" sign. When I saw the sign the whole room went dark like a storm had blocked out the sun. The entire surface of my body broke out into sweat. It felt like a movie scene where the oblivious protagonist finally realizes that they're being chased by a killer. The entire world seemed to turn dark and malicious in the blink of an eye.
Then I spent the next 2 or 3 hours trying to convince myself that I wasn't poisoned, as I failed over and over trying to induce vomiting. I debated with myself about asking the hotel manager for help, but decided against it. Luckily I never forgot that I was tripping, and I was able to keep repeating the mantra "Don't do anything stupid. You're only tripping. Don't do anything stupid. You're only tripping. Is going outside stupid? Yes, don't do that! Don't do anything stupid...." And luckily I didn't do anything stupid (other than eating the mushrooms in the first place).
Now you're talking to someone who will most likely never use psychedelics again. I don't know if I'll ever forget how terrible those last few hours were. I was convinced that I was facing death and I was going to devastate my family by killing myself in Asia just because I wanted to get high.
In all seriousness, if someone reads this and wants to try the mushrooms in Vang Vieng I'll say where I went wrong. I went wrong by tripping by myself. If I was with a friend and saw that anti-mushroom sign, all I would have had to do is see my friend laughing to realize that we weren't fatally poisoned. Because I was solo, it was too easy for my mind to catch onto something scary and proceed to spiral out of control.
Sorry for the long post. I swear I'm not trying to make blog posts in your comment section. I'm just long winded :D
wow... That sounds like a horrible experience. We've also laughed a little bit about it, but it's always funny afterwards.
Well.. it's been a good eye opener. You learn especially by trying something and you've done that. Thanks for your great and scary story!
You're welcome!
I'm looking forward to hearing about what you get up to in Luang Prabang. Enjoy!