02-09-2016, 09:52 PM
Back to the cookies. We had met another couple and a single lady that were travelling together, staying at Seastar. They had mentioned the cookies and described where they had bought some.
As we walked back to the hotel from Just Natural we noticed the place, and walked into the small shop, still under construction. We asked about the cookies and she pulled some out to show us. We decided to buy 2 of them, pretty sure we paid $5 each for them (U.S). Rosie asked the lady how much we should eat, and the answer was a question - how much do you smoke? Now Rosie rarely smokes ganja, perhaps while sitting around the campfire at our seasonal campsite or up at the cabin, and while in Jamaica. A couple hoots and she's pie-eyed. The lady suggested she eat about a quarter of one cookie.
We get back to seastar, order some drinks and figure might as well try out our new snacks. 2 things to point out - we had plans to go to Ivan's for supper that night, the other thing is that I am pretty much a professional weed smoker and have been for the past 30 years. I have actually slowed down the last few years but I still don't catch even close to the buzz I once did.
I break off a small chunk and give to Rosie, I eat the rest of the first one except for another small piece which I pass her. So she is at her allotment, about a 1/4 as advised. Well about 15 minutes later I'm looking at the other cookie and without hesitation I wolf down the whole thing, what the hell!
After finishing our drinks we decide to go to the room, have a shower and go relax on our balcony for a while before we head off to Ivan's. So I'm all cleaned up, grab a cold beer from the fridge and go sit outside and do a bit of reading (yes I read books). Now I'm not sure how long I was sitting there but probably an hour or so later I'm thinking to myself - how many beers have I drank?? I'm starting to feel pretty "impaired" and realize I have only had the one beer plus a drink at the bar. I didn't really want to let on how I was feeling so I suggested maybe we should head to Ivan's for supper, hoping things would settle down. Not exactly.
Now besides feeling as though I had eaten a couple grams of mushrooms I do remember thinking Ivan's is a pretty nice place, with lots of tables.
Thankfully we were given a table right along the cliff edge and I could sit facing the sea, not that I could see out there as it was now dark. We ordered our meals and I sat there vibrating. Finally I had to tell Rosie I think I ate too much cookie. She says "really?" Oh yah, I'm f***ed, I said. I told her it was coming on strong and had been for a while.
I managed to hold it together, our meals came pretty quickly and I wasted no time pounding it down. All I wanted was to get away from there and hopefully start to come down from this wild ride.
Side note - Great service, with good food and reasonable prices at Ivans.
We get back to Seastar and see our friends sitting at a table. Rosie stopped to visit but I barely said Hi as I kept walking, next stop was our bed. I laid down, turned on the TV and amazingly was probably sleeping within half an hour. Woke up in the morning back to normal.
Take my advice, don't be a weed cookie hog.
We have a history of splitting our trips to Negril between the cliffs and the beach but I have to think we are beach people. I think we spent 3 days hanging at Sun Beach while we stayed at seastar. It's a good place for people not actually staying on the beach, lots of loungers and generally good service, although we got hosed once on a bill, thus ending our relationship there.
Something I noticed our first week was it seemed pretty quiet. Less tourists, less vendors then last time I was here. It definitely picked up every day.
Great weather, a couple good rains during the trip but mostly sun and heat, the way we like it.
As we walked back to the hotel from Just Natural we noticed the place, and walked into the small shop, still under construction. We asked about the cookies and she pulled some out to show us. We decided to buy 2 of them, pretty sure we paid $5 each for them (U.S). Rosie asked the lady how much we should eat, and the answer was a question - how much do you smoke? Now Rosie rarely smokes ganja, perhaps while sitting around the campfire at our seasonal campsite or up at the cabin, and while in Jamaica. A couple hoots and she's pie-eyed. The lady suggested she eat about a quarter of one cookie.
We get back to seastar, order some drinks and figure might as well try out our new snacks. 2 things to point out - we had plans to go to Ivan's for supper that night, the other thing is that I am pretty much a professional weed smoker and have been for the past 30 years. I have actually slowed down the last few years but I still don't catch even close to the buzz I once did.
I break off a small chunk and give to Rosie, I eat the rest of the first one except for another small piece which I pass her. So she is at her allotment, about a 1/4 as advised. Well about 15 minutes later I'm looking at the other cookie and without hesitation I wolf down the whole thing, what the hell!
After finishing our drinks we decide to go to the room, have a shower and go relax on our balcony for a while before we head off to Ivan's. So I'm all cleaned up, grab a cold beer from the fridge and go sit outside and do a bit of reading (yes I read books). Now I'm not sure how long I was sitting there but probably an hour or so later I'm thinking to myself - how many beers have I drank?? I'm starting to feel pretty "impaired" and realize I have only had the one beer plus a drink at the bar. I didn't really want to let on how I was feeling so I suggested maybe we should head to Ivan's for supper, hoping things would settle down. Not exactly.
Now besides feeling as though I had eaten a couple grams of mushrooms I do remember thinking Ivan's is a pretty nice place, with lots of tables.
Thankfully we were given a table right along the cliff edge and I could sit facing the sea, not that I could see out there as it was now dark. We ordered our meals and I sat there vibrating. Finally I had to tell Rosie I think I ate too much cookie. She says "really?" Oh yah, I'm f***ed, I said. I told her it was coming on strong and had been for a while.
I managed to hold it together, our meals came pretty quickly and I wasted no time pounding it down. All I wanted was to get away from there and hopefully start to come down from this wild ride.
Side note - Great service, with good food and reasonable prices at Ivans.
We get back to Seastar and see our friends sitting at a table. Rosie stopped to visit but I barely said Hi as I kept walking, next stop was our bed. I laid down, turned on the TV and amazingly was probably sleeping within half an hour. Woke up in the morning back to normal.
Take my advice, don't be a weed cookie hog.
We have a history of splitting our trips to Negril between the cliffs and the beach but I have to think we are beach people. I think we spent 3 days hanging at Sun Beach while we stayed at seastar. It's a good place for people not actually staying on the beach, lots of loungers and generally good service, although we got hosed once on a bill, thus ending our relationship there.
Something I noticed our first week was it seemed pretty quiet. Less tourists, less vendors then last time I was here. It definitely picked up every day.
Great weather, a couple good rains during the trip but mostly sun and heat, the way we like it.