My name is Sara and I smoke pot.
Ahh. I feel so much better.
And if Initiative 502 passes next month, there’s going to be a lot more people coming out of their smoky closets.
Our state looks to be on the verge of legalizing pot for recreational use, so it’s about time we start to talk about it openly and work out whatever anxiety we have around this wacky weed.
There’s a lot we can learn from places in the world where marijuana looks different than the lazy-teenager-sinking-into-a-couch image it has in the U.S.
From the shores of the Indian Ocean to the long sunset on the Irish horizon, I’ve compiled stories of pot-infused travel from friends, colleagues and my personal experience.
Names have been changed to protect sources from the social stigma and even more serious repercussions.
So be forewarned reader, this is not your grandmother’s travel guide. (…but it might be for your really cool aunt who you know laces her cigs with pot.)