I really like to have some draw available to me at all times. Which is not always straightforward. Often it is, thankfully.
I lived in Northern Ireland for a while, near Omagh, and cannabis was scarce until I made some friends – I can assure you.
In the end I started traveling to Dublin – a journey of 112 miles. To get, like a quarter 🙂
I must have been desperate, I can hear you saying. And yes I was. Withdrawal from cannabis is not a fun thing for me. It goes away after about 4 or 5 days and then I’m fine – but those 4 or 5 days are not fun.
So 112 miles – not that marvelous in my opinion.
I did once fly from France back to the UK to have a smoke with my mate as there wasn’t anything around – a distance of around 1300 kilometres.
Is that good?