i was chilling at the abraxis coffee shop in amsterdam.. i must have eaten about three or four space cakes with the hash in them, and was smoking some killer mako haze i had picked up.. i started a conversation with this kid that was sitting right next to me.. he turned out to be a german guy who was living in i think switzerland... now, they had a big painting on the wall behind us of earth.. kinda like a big map.. i was just in germany and belgium to see the formula one car race, so i thought i would ask this guy about other countries that i have never been in that formula one also races in.. started out talking about i think malaysia and maybe bahrain.. this kid was sooo impresive with his knowledge of europe.. knew like where the peoples of each country had migrated from, what the countries did for money... would tell me that this country was super rich.. get all of their money from oil... blah blah blah.. super intelligent guy... so then i asked him about turkey as they now have a race there and i was thinking about maybe checking it out one year.. i try to make it to a different race in a new country every year.. so this guy goes on to tell me about how he lived in turkey as a small boy.. he says that turkey is just four ghettos.. and each one is owned by a different king, and goes into all kinds of crazy descriptions about how poor the people in turkey are.. he says that you would be sitting in your house at night, and all of a sudden all of the electricity would just go off.. he would look out of his window and the one ghetto that he lived in, no power at all.. he told me that they were so poor and all that they couldn't afford to keep the whole city light up and one time and how each night each ghetto would go dark for several hours at a time.. just the way that this guy was telling the story, and just how good those hash brownies were and that mako haze.. i could hardly sit on my stool.. one of those times where you can't even breath.. i looked at him and he was cracking up as much as i was... i looked over to the budtender and she was just looking at us like we were both nuts and out of our heads, and the more that she looked at us the more we laughed.. it was one of the funniest times in my life.... that is why i love to travel and meet new and interesting people.. sometimes life can be really good..