Long time ago, sometime in '98/99 I tasted my first acid, and it was unbelieveably strong just hitted me like tonnes of bricks and I was at this club/pub in Hobart and everything was getting way too much, freaked out so I walked out of the club, and the strong visuals was hitting when I walked outside.
I must looked lost and confused with massive eyes popping out and stumbled to Taxi...said "Take me to the Funreal Parlour on this ***** street" and cabbie was bit nervous of me because I was pretty out of it, and it was like 2-3am in the morning and
who wants to go the funreal parlour at 2-3am in the morning?
But he didn't realise I lived next door to it just thought it was easier to tell him the funreal parlour name as it's pretty well known location rather say the street name... it was funny ride.. everything was melting around me, car lights going all over my head and the walls inside the Taxi breathing and I was touching and giggling inside the Taxi, I was miles away in other dimension.
The cabbie driver was getting more nervous....but didn't say anything just made sure I wasn't touching him because I kept feeling the car seats covers, etc LOL!
Then I arrived where I wanted to go...it was all blank but later on I remember I was sitting in the lounge room and talking to my father's Buddha Staute, my father came to the lounge room caught me talking to the Buddha and said....
There's a cabbie waiting at the door for you, he said he's waiting for you, did you booked for a taxi to the airport?
Still tripping.... I couldn't figure out what the hell I did, and why I booked a taxi to the
airport 8)
Other time, couple of years back down the Gold Coast, I double dropped two nice medium dosed MD** pills for the first time as I never done double dropping before, I dropped them about 15 minutes before the taxi arrived to take us down the pub about 25 minutes drive away, and there was 4 other mates in this taxi van, all dropped pills at the same time as me, and halfway to the pub, the peaked hitted all of us pretty quickly and was having nice mild halluications of dotty-like green, blue and yellow covering everything inside the taxi, surprised at the strong effects and how it hitted me and other mates quickly too I just turned to the cabbie in my very munted twisted face (must looked pretty scarey as if we all suddenly turned into monsters)
CABBIIIEEEE.... I AAMMM FFFUUUCCCCCKKKKEED!! and he got pretty scared of all of us because we all were losing the plot and he pulled over... and kicked all of us out of the taxi... and we all were so smacked out and decided to just lay down on the football oval outside this school where the cabbie dumped us off and stared at the stars, just couldn't be fucked to move a all.
This one is gonna sound pretty dumb, sometime last year or the year before... I was having couple of days off work, and I was bored, so I decided to drop couple of tabs of acid with a friend from work, and we all were tripping, walking all over the place, observing visuals and when we arrived back my place and still restless, and we decided to ring a taxi and told him our plan before we hopped in the taxi to make sure the cabbie was aware that we wanted him to take us a tour around brisbane, over the Storey Bridge, Southbank, few other suburbs, the city and back to my old inner city place "because we wanted to check out the lights and nightlife" the cabbie thought we were odd, but didn't mind earning $50 with meter switched off, and it was 3am in the morning and middle of the week, a quiet time for cabbies.
It was a strange taxi ride, we were just in awe of the visuals and staring out the window million miles away with manic grinning smiles