So, continuing from before...
I sat streetside at a cafe named "Fish." For nearly 2 hours I waited. Finally the tuk tuk driver returned. I told him I only wanted a sample. He brought me like a third of a gramme and charged me $80.00. I went back to my room and did a Drop Test. Grind a matchhead amount into powder before dropping it into a bottlecap filled with 1cc worth of room temperature water. Pure #4 will immediately dissolve wirh no heat, no agitation and leave nothing behind. Of course this wasnt pure but honestly put it was damn close to it.
When I was examining it the delivery boy slash tuk tuk driver had wanted me to go to a resturant and use it in the loo. There was no way that I was going to do that. Those days are pretty much over. Then there was the price. It was $150.00 US per gramme!!! The test piece was $80 and that was crazy in my mind. I told him I didnt want to try it. He was real pushy and ended up calling the actual dealer.
The dealer was very fluent with his English which is something that almost never happens here. I told him that I wasnt going to pay $80 even if he pulled it off of a "Unit," the usual wholesale quantity sold at the farmgate- which I will eventually get to. His reply? "My materiel IS that pure and I guarantee it. Use and if not good no pay for test piece." Blah, blah and fucken blah. Back to the delivery boy. They wore me down and so sadly I gave in just to get out of the situation. This made me feel even worse because my inclination is to slap the teeth out of the mouth of any person who perceives me, or treats me like a "Mugu." That is another term I will be explaining.
When the delivery boy had gone to get the test piece I had let him programne my local throwaway phone (Nokia) number into his phone. Preah Sisowath Quay is bumper to bumper traffic by midday and remains so until nearly midnite. This could easily lead to a huge delay and so it was the right thing to do. That said, when I told him that I would use that test piece in my room I had lied to him sbout where THAT room was. The next to last thing I wanted was some pushy tuk tuk heroin delivery boy knowing where I laid my head! I told him that I would try it and that he could phone me in a half hour in case I wanted any more- of course a minumum would be a gramme and that would be at $150. I hopped out of his tuk tuk and made my way though a busteling market area engaging basic counter-surveillance techniques just i case the kid tried to follow me to the Guesthouse (thanks IDF!)...
(To be continued)...
I sat streetside at a cafe named "Fish." For nearly 2 hours I waited. Finally the tuk tuk driver returned. I told him I only wanted a sample. He brought me like a third of a gramme and charged me $80.00. I went back to my room and did a Drop Test. Grind a matchhead amount into powder before dropping it into a bottlecap filled with 1cc worth of room temperature water. Pure #4 will immediately dissolve wirh no heat, no agitation and leave nothing behind. Of course this wasnt pure but honestly put it was damn close to it.
When I was examining it the delivery boy slash tuk tuk driver had wanted me to go to a resturant and use it in the loo. There was no way that I was going to do that. Those days are pretty much over. Then there was the price. It was $150.00 US per gramme!!! The test piece was $80 and that was crazy in my mind. I told him I didnt want to try it. He was real pushy and ended up calling the actual dealer.
The dealer was very fluent with his English which is something that almost never happens here. I told him that I wasnt going to pay $80 even if he pulled it off of a "Unit," the usual wholesale quantity sold at the farmgate- which I will eventually get to. His reply? "My materiel IS that pure and I guarantee it. Use and if not good no pay for test piece." Blah, blah and fucken blah. Back to the delivery boy. They wore me down and so sadly I gave in just to get out of the situation. This made me feel even worse because my inclination is to slap the teeth out of the mouth of any person who perceives me, or treats me like a "Mugu." That is another term I will be explaining.
When the delivery boy had gone to get the test piece I had let him programne my local throwaway phone (Nokia) number into his phone. Preah Sisowath Quay is bumper to bumper traffic by midday and remains so until nearly midnite. This could easily lead to a huge delay and so it was the right thing to do. That said, when I told him that I would use that test piece in my room I had lied to him sbout where THAT room was. The next to last thing I wanted was some pushy tuk tuk heroin delivery boy knowing where I laid my head! I told him that I would try it and that he could phone me in a half hour in case I wanted any more- of course a minumum would be a gramme and that would be at $150. I hopped out of his tuk tuk and made my way though a busteling market area engaging basic counter-surveillance techniques just i case the kid tried to follow me to the Guesthouse (thanks IDF!)...
(To be continued)...