It was a hell-acious experience, even worse was the first time I smoked in a park there and paranoia set in. Cambodia is a whole other experience, where strangers invite you to eat with them and stay at their house.

I didn't even learn to enjoy being high in Singapore until day 3. My friend changed through the years for the worse, and I blame a bit on the extreme wealth and insularity of Singapore. We don't talk anymore, and to top things off, he actually took me to the airport too late and I missed my flight.

!ENGAGE 50