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Hmmmmm....hello all....well Mexico was fun and all, but I felt it was time to explore brave new worlds or whatever. So after much reasearch upon this beautiful thing called the Internet, I was still at a loss as to where I should go in order to continue my search for the holy ketamine vial. Hmmmm...well the only countries that even remotely come up in a google search are China, Brazil, and India. So it was great when my tripping partner from my last expedition proposed a trip to India. India sounded promising. It was actually there much of the ketamine was pseudo-legally imported into the US during the late 90's. Old post's on various drug related forums describe people importing kilo's for pennies, although such attempts today would surely prove futile, not to mention be an extremely stupid thing to do. Especially in today's climate. So the only other thing to do would be to fly there on a jet plane. So India it was. But then again I've always wanted to go to Thailand too. Check. Thailand is on the menu. Oh, and then again we both always wanted to go to Nepal. Check. Nepal. On the menu. So after 3 months of working 7 daze a week/12 hours a day, saving every penny, endless planning, packing and research, multiple vaccinactions, and extreme excitment, we were on a plane headed for India.

Once again, all characters and events referenced to are constructs of my own mind. Although this is now becoming a sorta 'drug users guide to the world', all specifics about where to buy said drugs will still remain a trade secret. After much disscussion with various pharmacists in these countries, I have come to the conclusion that it is still not completely legal for them to sell these items to me, therefore even the names of the cities where I purchased them will be in riddles. There are sometimes only 2-3 chemists in some of these towns, so I am not about to out them on the internet, in the hopes that I can someday return and still make a purchase. But anyone who has done a little bit of research on these countries should have no problem decifering my lame attempts at disguise.

Again I will give a little bit of travelling advice as it pertains to each country. We most definilty incorporated the lessons we learned from our previous trip to Mexico, and the abundance of rickshaws in Asia makes for a quick getaway after you have made your purchase. We always bought syringes separatly from our ketamine purchase, and even then I was not so worried this time as I had obtained an 'Authorzation of Syringe Possesion' letter from my local travel-clinic doctor at the same time I recieved my vaccinations (both of which you really should get). All i did was mention something I had read on the internet about syringes being reused in Indian hospitals due to the lack of funding, as she was happy to write me an authorization letter. If i had had one of these in Mexico, it would have saved me alot of worry. So anyways, on to the story....

Day 1: May 2004

After months of research, and the almost 24 hours it took for us to arrive to our destination, we were still completley unprepared for what lay before us. Even before landing in one of the southern most cities in India, in the state of Kerala, we were completely in awe. Palm trees as far as you could see. It was phreaking amazing. But that was nothing compared to the initial taxi ride from the airport to our hotel, which we had picked from the 'Rough guide to India' (which we both agreed ended up being much better than the 'Lonley Planet'). First of all, there doesn't seem to be any driving rules or speed limits in India. The basic rule seems to be that whoever has the biggest vehichle, drives the fastest, or has the loudest horn, has right of way (unless of course you are a 'holy cow', and then ALL vehichles will stop for you). The entire 20 minutes it took for us to get to our hotel, we were both completely in culture shock. Our taxi drove at insane, dizzing speeds, swirving around little kids, old women, cows, goats, dogs, trash, other cars, bikes, you name it. All we could do was hold on and pray. We found that later this feeling would pass as one becomes accustomed to the driving methods (or lack thereof) in India. Upon arrival at our hotel, we were pleased to find it would only cost us about $5 a night for a not-so-bad room. Fair enough. Granted it did take us a few hours to venture out of our hotel room and explore this crazy new reality, but do do we did.

Now of course the first thing we were going to look for was k right??...Right!...But we had no such luck in this south Indian city. Actually, I think the main reason we had no such luck was the immidiate language barrier we encountered. In general, it seems many people speak english in India, but these tend not to be the people that drive your rickshaw or work at pharmacies. We soon found out our best bet was to write the word 'ketamine' on a piece of paper and ask if they had it. I'm sure it didn't help either that we arrived on a Sunday, and most of the chemists were closed. Unlike Mexico, most pharmacies in india are called 'chemists', and never once did we find a 'vetenaria farmacia'. It seems all drugs, both vetinary and medical, get sold through the same chemists.

Now at this point I must say I am very tempted to write 'everything' about our experience, but I know I cannot. So much happens within 3 months abroad, so many people, places, and dimesions visited, that I couldnt possibly fit it all into this webpage. I am forced to leave out around 95% of our experience, which is a hard thing to do, but I will try my best to stick to the subject at hand. So bear with me..

Anyways, after spending about day in this town, checking out some temples, and experiencing the true poverty of the third world first hand (which you do become numb to after a while), we soon came to the conclusion that we were not too fond of Indian cities. So we decided to slowly move north towards a small, chill beach town on the western Indian coast the following day, backpacks and all...

There we enjoyed the warm Indian water, chilled out, got drunk and started slowly moving north by train towards the state of Goa, with a few stops along the way. Again, we had no luck finding ketamine in any of these towns. Just south of Goa, it turned out the trains were fully booked, and we were forced to travel by bus, a small inconvienience which turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Our route took us through a small beach town where the 'karn's go'. Although I had read about this town in our guide book, I had originally intended to bypass it. We checked into a really cool 'international' hotel and started exploring the town. Hmmmm...very cool place...cows everywhere...Indian girls carrying large bundles on there head, and...gasp...'chemists'....."hmmmm"..."uh"....."hmmmmm"..."ok then"..."hmmmm"...."uh"..."ketamine"..."oh sorry"...."Do you have any ketamine?"...."Uh yeah, here ya' go"......"ummm"..."ok"..."how much"..."100 rupees($2) a vial"....."uh, ok then"..."I'll take 10"...."Here ya' go"..."Ummm thanks"..."uh"..."There's a rickshaw".."Let's take it"..."Ok"....Zzooooommm...Back to our hotel room...And whadayaknow...it's christmas all over again....'Dashing through the snow'...'Jingle bells'...heh...$2 a vial...put's Mexico to shame...heh...

Now I've gotta say at this point that I had taken pictures of all the different brands of k we found throughout our travels with my new digi-cam, but my digi-cam got stolen at burning man this year upon my return, and of course before I had the chance to upload any pics to my computer, so...so, so sorry...but anyways....

The first thing I noticed about our new freinds were that they contained 50mg/Ml, as opposed to the 100mg/Ml commonly found in Mexican/North American ketamine. This would mean we would have to inject 2 Ml in order to get a 100 mg dose. A small inconvienience, and do so we did! We never had any problem obtaining syringes anywhere thoughout our travlels, but then again we 'always' asked for syringes for 'insulin', and I always had my note from my doctor to back me up, although I never once had to use it.

So yeah, we did a shitload of k, we went back, got more, did more, and more, and more, and more..and yeah it was fun...real fun, but again, I will not go into the details of our experiences, as that is not what this page is about. I think we were there for about 5 daze total. Meals cost around a dollar or so in India, and room service is free (although tipping is of course apprieciated) on your $5 a night room, so that makes for some easy living! Especially when your room comes with cable TV and a balcony overlooking a grove of palm trees and cows...hmmm...paradise...yeah!....But you do get sick of that, and you move on...So I put all of our used needles in a plastic coke bottle, cover it with a sock, put it in a tied up plastic bag, and put it in the trash...Easy clean up, and nobody gets stuck...I had also brought along a small plastic vial to bulk dump our k into, that way our rigs didn't dull as quiclkly, and we weren't forced to buy alot at one time....comes in handy...anyways..WoW!!!!....hmmmm...

So we move north to Goa, through a couple of paradise beach towns into the infamous Anjuna/Vagator area...We visited in off season, so there were no parties happenig, but we still found some great deals on tapastries and the like at the flea market (with a little baragining)...now Goa has become a bit of a ghost town as far as k goes over the last few years. No doubt in part due to all the parties, crazy kidz, and articles such as this one : http://www.mapinc.org/drugnews/v04/n397/a06.html?147541 ,although anyone with half a brain knows overdosing on k is a 'very' diffucult thing to do, and that is why it if safely used on a daily basis in medical facilities throughout the world. But since when has the media ever reported the truth, so whatever...anywayz...The pharmacists were still very friendly to us, and explained that there was just too much police pressure, and that they would shut down their store if they sold it...hey no problemo...hash was still dirt cheap, and we got really high and swam in the ocean...However, upon one of our scooter excurcions, we did find one chemist who was willing to sell us a liter(500g.) for 14,000 ruppes($350), a bit out of my leauge, but a great price! no????!!...

So we moved on. We took an overnight bus to Mumbai(Bombay), which contains the largst slums in Asia...The city itself doesn't seem to contain much ketamine, and can be pretty depressing. But an overnight bus took us to some great temples cut out of cliffs in mid-western India. In the town that is the most common jumping off point to visit these caves, we again struck gold!...A bad, bad, auranga town....Although we only found two chemists that had k in this city, we soon realized ther were two types of people that would sell it to us, younger kids working the counter, or an older sketchy pharmacisist who owned the store..See, the third world is just that...lousy economy...and sometimes money talks...What is pennies to me, is a whole lot to them....So if they think they can getaway with it, and know that I will be on my way, they will sell it to me!...Works for me...ba-da-bing-ba-da-boom!...A new brand, too!!!...But oh my Shiva!...Only 5 hours to catch our train!...What to do?...Uh, ketamine of course!...Well we only managed to finish it about 1 hour before our train was scheduled to depart, and we still haden't packed yet...But somehow we managed to pack our stuff and stumble into the train station, in a k-daze, and caught our first sleeper train towards the southern most hill station in Rajastan....Let me just say sleeper trains in India are not the most pleasant experience while coming down from a k-high...Hell, or even while sober, but somehow we made it...We tripped out, and explored some awesome Jain temples at this mountain-top resort for a few daze, before we headed north to explore the northern, culture rich deserts of India...

We spent a few daze living in a fort near the western border, where we found a government run 'bhang shop', where they mix pot into a tasty little drink right in front of you...That was a fun night, and I had lots of great pictures, but again they are gone...But after searching endlessly for k to no avail, we headed towards a city where they are known to 'push cars'...This turned out to be one of of my favorite cities in India, not only only because it is an awesome city, with a $1 all-you-can-eat buffet in our $4 a night room with a view, but also just because it's a really cool little town. Not to mention the fact that a couple of the chemists will sell you k...and although alchohol and drugs are 'strictly prohibited' in this 'holy' city (as is posted on multiple signs scattered around town), we were almost immediatly aproached by multiple dealers eager to sell us all sorts of opiates and the like, which of course we happily indulged in....good times...'really' good times....except for the fact that my travelling partner (a girl) beat up our rickshaw driver because he wasn't taking us where we wanted to go in the middle of the night, but heh, that's another thing...you gotta watch out for those rickshaw drivers, cuz they WILL take you for a ride...it happend to us on numerous occasions...but anywayz...

So north through the Taj Mahal, ect...no ketamine (although our hotel came with an 'in-house' drug dealer who sold us hash and opium)...and up to Dehli, where we found our first chemist who sold us valium, which comes in 'very' handy on overnight bus rides and k-comedowns...but no ketmaine...(and believe me we ask around), although we did find some 'brown sugar' (unrefined morphine base) from a friendly neighborhood rickshaw driver, and yeah it was nice, but we had to catch a bus north to a really chill town on the himalayan border...Sometimes called the 'Goa of the North', we felt right at home in the old part of town...beautiful mountains, cheap rooms, great food, really cheap hash (75 cents/gram), opium ($7 for ten grams), coke, e, acid, you name it!...we were so high the whole time that we missed about 5-6 parties in the three weeks we stayed there...But we did go paragliding for dirt cheap, and that was simply amazing!... well...

We decided to take a hill station tour throughout northern India, and again the majority of chemists would not sell to us almost everywhere we went...But you really just have to ask around...We did end up finding our sketchy chemist in a town which is a jumping off point for a hill station which sounds like an American state...He loved us and said he'd sell us as much as he wanted, and in return we loved him!...Again, it's all about finding that sketchy chemist...Sometimes it's best to just tell your rickshaw driver to you drive around to every chemist in town, and then just pay him what he asks in the end...It will hopefully be worth it...good luck!...

So after spending a few daze in an inconcievable state of mind-altering-dissarray, we spent the next 24 hours travelling overnight by train to one of the holiest cities in India. This crazy town located on the Ganges is overflowing with pilgrams and devoted hindus who come here to die.  After exploring the ghats and the city, we again went back to the mission at hand. Ketamine was again a bit tricky to find here, but we still ended up scoring around 10 vials or so from various chemists. We then decided that after travelling over 2 months in one of the most mentally overwhelming and physically demanding countries on earth, that it was time to spoil ourselves...We dropped $20 on a 'deluxe' room with a 'view', air-conditioning, cable-tv, hot water, ect, and settled in for yet another night of inter-dimesional mayhem...ahhhh...home...again....mmmmm....

But by this time we were sick and fed up with India...Don't get me wrong, it was definitly one of the most unique and interesting places I have ever been, but after a while, it's starts to get to you...the poverty, the people, the dirtiness, the chaos, the mentality, the constant staring....One thing you will 'never' be in India is bored....But still, we were happy to move on...And better yet, to move on into un-explored territory (as least as far as k goes, and at least as far as I know).....Nepal....

July 2004:

On a few of the stops made by our bus from our departure city in India to katmandu, we finally decided to try a popular legal, local indulgment...betel nut...We found this stimulant completely horrible tasting, and even though we had many locals eager to show us the proper method of ingestion, neither of us ever got much from it other than a constant mouth full of red spit...but anyways....

So after trying to shoot up some heroin we bought from a local dealer at a sketchy India/Nepal border town, while our bus was being boarded and searched by Nepalese soldiers (don't ask), and then after another overnight bus ride, we again arrived in our destination city in the middle of the night. And once again we almost ended up kicking the shit out of our taxi driver (who again had lied to us, and wasn't taking us to our hotel). But upon hailing a cop, he finally agreed to take us to our hotel...ah...Kahtmandu...my new home town!...This place is literally my favorite city on earth! (besides Black Rock City of course...sorry..)...To try to describe it would be pointless, just go there!...Now I had no idea whatsoever on whether or not we would be able to find any k here....Nepal 'seems' a bit more westernized than many of the other places we had visited on this trip, but then again, there were still cows wandering the streets and wierdo holy men everywhere!? But we were soon to find out that finding k here would be a bit more of a challenge....But still, after endless searching, we finally found a chemist or two that would sell us ketamine (out of the 20-30 or so we asked)...But then again, those 2 chemists would also sell us as much as we wanted, and even made a few special trips to the supplier especially for us... Just remember where your chemist is...A landmark, anything, as you WILL get lost in the street of Katmandu...We talked business with a few street dealers who supposodly had some pure heroin hydrocloride, a beautiful white powder, which was real enough when were offered a sample in a safe location, but of course somehow the package got switched somewhere between my hand and his...once again live and learn...

But I did end up scoring some good hash and brown sugar on an early morning, k-inspired drug run I made around the city, and even discovered a new (at least to me) drug along the way...something called 'nitrozen' or something...It was described to me by a couple of local heads as a 'funny, speedy, trip', and since I trusted these new friends of mine, I bought a couple, and in return gave them a vial of 'k' which they had never tried...I in turn got bitched at by my pharmacist the next day for telling them where to get it, as it seems they can only sell to tourists and not locals, and my new friends had apperantly, after trying this wonder drug, wanted more....but can you blame them??....Anyways, after mixing this new 'nitrozen' pill with some brown sugar and ketamine, I gotta admit I have NEVER felt so good in my life...It was simply undescribale...And I have tried almost 'everything'....So if anyone knows what this stuff is, **PLEASE** drop me a note in my guestbook or email, as my google searches have proved fruitless, as I don't even remember the exact spelling on the pharmacutical packaging....good stuff though for sure, at least in this combination...simply amazing!...but anywayz...

So we did ALOT of k, and I mean 'ALOT!!!!!!'...a WHOLE lot...Ok, this is how much we did....You should have seen the side of my ass-cheeks! (my favorite spot to shoot)...I mean there were some nasty, awful looking bruises like I have never seen...Downright scary, and to this day (over two months later), I have still not recovered feeling in the most used spot...I think I may have permanently destroyed some nerve endings, and I 'still' have a bruise, but I don't really care so much, cuz it's just my ass....no...I'm more worried about my hair!!!...On one of the last days we spent in Nepal, my hair started to fall out in clumps, a pretty sketchy experience...I really thought I was going to lose all my hair!.....Now my theory is that the mentally tramatic experience of ingesting 'massive' amounts of ketamine over a 2 month period, culminating in the 'massive' amounts we ingested in katmandu, caused this, as in the same way, as say, a traumatic experince can make your hair turn white...I really don't know, but I do know that to this day that my hair is still falling out in larger clumps every morning in the shower than it was before I went on this trip....I dunno, maybe I'm just going spontaneously bald, but I highly doubt it, and so would you if you saw what I mean....I think I may have to cut it all off at some point if this contininues, but I think it's starting to mellow out a bit...but be forewarned!...Too much k just might make your hair fall out, destroy nerve endings a the injection point, and maybe, just might give you some of the most awe-inspiring and memorable experiences of your life!!!!...Personally, I wouldn't trade those experiences for the world, although I doubt I would ever do such massive amounts again...Ok, maybe i would...hehe...

But evenually, we ended up packing up all of our stuff and checking out of our hotel. But before taking our taxi to the airport, I tried to do the last of our ketamine before leaving...Now at this point we had such a tolerance that I was doing 1-200 mg I/M and barely feeling it...So I did something like 2-400 mg before decending the stairs from our 5th floor hotel room to our taxi...And that's the last thing I remember...I regained conciousness at the airport where I was informed by my travelling partner that I had apperanlty passed out on the ground floor of the hotel, and had to be carried into the taxi by a few random men...I guess she told them I had drank too much whisky...ah...good times...

So we arrived at the airport, went through security, payed our depature tax, and changed in all our rupees, all before being informed upon trying to check our backpacks that we had arrived aa day too early for our flight!...Doh!...heh, heh...well, oh well...That would just give us another day in Nepal to do more k of course!...which we did..Before we went to the local casino and lost $400 cuz I was so sure in my k-daze that we were going to win a million rupees right??...But there were still some great shows and free drinks and a couple of vials waiting back at our hotel room, so all was good...And even though we were not ready to leave this wonderful city after a week, we were forced to, in order to make it in time to catch a full moon party at our next destination....So the next day we were finally on (the correct) plane to Thailand...

August 2004:

Ahhh...Thailand...The best of times, and the worst of times...After spending a day or so on Kho San Road in Bangkok, we quickly booked onward tickets to one of our final destinations...Ko Phangan...Now I have always wanted to go to Ko Phangan....A paradise island off the southern Thailand coast with massive beach parties, and cheap beach-front bamboo bungaloas for $3 a night...Now Thailand can be sketchy, and the government has little tolerance for drug users, as anyone who has done a little online research on the country would know..I have to admit right of the bat that I was 'very' iresponsable in Thailand, and I consider myself very lucky to still have my freedom...The Thai police are very happy to throw you in jail for even the smallest drug offense, and are apperantly frequently in co-hoots with bar employes who offer to sell you drugs...I heard a few scare stories from other travellers about friends who had bought 'e' from someone, only to suddenly find themselves suddenly surrounded by cops and thrown into a police car...The 'fine' for release in Thailand is supposedly 50,000 baht (@$1,500) [alot more than in Mexico apperantly]. However, due to a 'Sang Sum', 'Singha', and MDMA fueled rampage, I proceded to run around on full moon night, trying to score tons of drugs from all sorts of random people, including multiple bar employees...I probably got ripped off for around $3-400, but the rest of the time I still ended up with some good 'e' or whatever...I consider myself lucky....but it gets worst...

Flashback to a few daze before the party...So we are still on our k mission right?...Well plain and simple, you will be 'very' hard pressed to find k in Thailand...We asked around at 10 gazillion pharamacies in Bangkok to no avail...That city is just too westernized, although we did find a couple places in China Town that might have sold it to us, had they had it......We also asked around at every single pharmacy on Ko Phangan to avail...We even went as far as going into hospital doctors offices, claiming migraine headaches, and having my partner examined in order to get it....to no avail...I even made repeated visits to a doctor where he actually ended up holding a bunch of ketamine vials, along with some injectable morphine and M tablets right in front of me, just to taunt me, before telling me I could not have it...bastard...Oh yeah, and then he told me he was calling the police if I didn't leave...Ah good times...So my rickshaw driver took me all over town so I could get get ripped off for some coke and whatnot (which you will NOT find in Thailand, unless of course you talk to the phreaky guy with the funky hair at the waterfall party who has good microdots, and good coke, which it turns out is a wonderful combination, especially when taken with cute italian girls!!!!)...but anyways...You can also buy 'mushroom shakes' psudo-legally over-the-bar at a few of the clubs around town, but they are not so strong, although they will do the trick if you drink enough of them...But we did meet a random guy on full moon night who gave us the address of a pharmacy in Bangkok where he worked, and where he said we could buy k, but of course I lost that piece of paper, along with everything else in my pockets over the course of those few weeks in paradise....Well, after some seemingly endless partying, we slowly made our way back from heaven towards Bangkok, in order to arrange our return trip home....

Now one last word about this crazy party town...stick to the Tramadol, which can be had over the counter in many pharmacies...here's why...On one of our last nights in Bangkok, we tried to enter a popular club called the Q Bar..Now they had a dress code and would not let us in due to the fact that I was wearing sandles...Ok, fair enough, so we left...A couple of daze later as we were packing our stuff in order to catch our plane home, I was reading the local paper, and stumbled upon an arcticle describing how the police had made a raid on the Q bar about a half an hour after we had tried to enter a few daze prior...Apperantly, in Thailand, the police have the right to randomly stop people and drug-test them, and if they have anything in their system, they arrest them on the spot!...And that's exactly what they did that night before arresting a bunch of people at the club we had tried to enter..Apperantly, they do random raids on a different bar every weekend...If it hadn't been for that particular clubs dress code, there's a REALLY good chance I wouldn't be here writing this right now, considering the amount of drugs I had ingested only a few days prior...lucky me eh??...BE CAREFUL!....Again, I admit I was reckless and downright stupid in Thailand, and I would never do it again...Some times you can have TOO much fun ya' know?...

...And one more word of warning (will it ever end?)...Now there were times I would wake up in Thailand and find random bags of grass in my backpack, not knowing how they got there...So I knew I should go through my entire backpack before getting on my plane home, and I am glad I did....I found an entire joints worth of pot scattered through out my bag upon inspection! Although this did make a nice little farewell gift before boarding my plane home, it's could have ended much worse....so check, check, and double check....

Final thoughts:

Well I am very grateful I had the oppurtunity to go on this 'trip', and I am very happy to be able to share this information with you via this wonderful, newfangled contraption called the internet. Again I hope this information helps someone who has considered exploring these countries. I wish this information had been available to me before I had started my adventure, but in a way I am glad it was not. That's half the fun no??

It's hurts me to have left so many of the experiences I had ,which are non-drug related, out of this article, but I realize that is not why you are reading this. Just go visit these places if you ever get the chance. There is SO much to explore, so many things to see and do. It was definitly one of the best trips i have ever been on, and I have travelled in dozens of countries around the world. But it seems to be the third-world where you may find ketmaine OTC. And that is why my next trip will be to South America. Brazil, Chili, Equador, wherever.... But it also seems that it is still techniclly illegal for the chemists in these places to sell these items to you. But they might do so if they feel they have something to gain, or think they can get away with it. A tip came in handy on one occasion. All the pills or vials we bought in India contained a 'Schedule H' warning, proclaiming that this drug could not be sold without a doctors prescription. It just seems that this law is not as thoughroly enforced as it is in western countries. But still i reccommend you be extremly descrete, not only for your own saftety, but for the safety of the pharmacist. Smile and walk away politly when  told they cannot sell it to you, and  find another chemist. Immediatly take a rickshaw after making a purchase (or have one waiting for you), and have them drop you off a block away from your hotel (if your paranoid like me). This will save you any worry while enjoying your new purchase. Remember to feed the cows and other wild animals, as tomatoes only cost like 10 cents a pound, and be prepared to be shocked like you have never been shocked before. The third world can be a very depressing place. There are no social programs or welfare , and you will see some of the most horrible things you could possibly imagine.
It is some of these very things that I have ommited from this report. Just realize it is not all fun and games, and watch your back! Although the most common plant you will find growing wild in Manali is marijuana, India still has a ten year minimum for possesion, although again I am not sure whether or not this applies to conrolled drugs such as pharmacuticals. Certain countries like Nepal are, in the moment, in a state of political unrest, and possibly on the brink of civil war, Maoist bombings are common place, even in downtown Kathmandu. These are some of the dangers you must confront when travelling to these countries. But I feel the trade off is worth it if you are willing to take the risk. Oh yeah, and the food rocks. Especailly if you are vegan like me. 70% of the restaraunts are vegetarian in India. Anyways. Be careful. Have fun. And stay tuned for the the next installment. 'Ketamine somewhere in South America'. Peace. drop acid not bombs. bush suckz. go vegan. and the DEA smells.

2004 somewierdo