I'm going to try and get acid for the first time from Hippy Hill in San Francisco. I plan on going sometime next week and just hanging out there and having a good time as well. I just hope I don't get any fake stuff. I was planning on bringing $20 and buying two hits from two dealers at $10 each time, since I have a couple friends who want to trip with me as well. Let's hope I don't get any fake shit. Everyone who has found God, please say a prayer that the acid will find me.
I dont buy acid off random people on the hill, but my brother does, he's gotten bunk shit and he's gotten great shit from there, the older hippie dealers from what I hear are betters... I'm not sure if i understand how you're planning on purchasing this lsd, how many trips you looking for?
All right, so I did it. Honestly I had no idea what to even expect, but what actually happened was so far beyond my wildest imaginings. It was quite the experience. All right, so I went on Sunday, the busiest time for The Hill. I had spoken to several experienced people before going, and from all their advice, I decided that I would allocate about four hours time to this mission. I planned on getting to the park around 10 AM, getting a feel for the place and asking around about acid and just meeting the hippies in general. Then I'd leave for an hour, have lunch, and come back for two hours of hardcore searching. If I couldn't find acid by about 2 PM, I would go home. I wanted four hits total. Since I was scared of getting bunk, I decided to buy two hits each from two different dealers because it was less likely (although still possible) that I'd be getting fake stuff from two separate sources. Well, I managed to get acid within fifteen minutes of reaching Golden Gate Park! As I was crossing the street toward the Haight entrance, this old hippie next to me asks if I need marijuana. I say "no" and tell him that I'm looking for acid. He lights up and says he can definitely get me some from his dealer. This is before I've even entered the park. So we walk and chat for a bit. I tell him that I'm a bit apprehensive since this was my first time buying from strangers and I did not want to get ripped off. He tells me he understands and repeats the mantra about how acid is about sharing the experience and not about profit. He claims that he'll get me some hits from his own personal dealer, guaranteed to be good. Then he he says he needs to go contact his dealer and get the hits, and for me to meet him somewhere outside the park. We set up a rendezvous to meet fifteen minutes later in front of the Haight Street Library. So I go and wait for the guy in front of the library, and fifteen minutes later, he comes and hands me a small tin lunchbox. I had told him I only wanted four hits, but there's nine inside and he asks me for $40. I tell him nine is too many, and that I only had ten dollars on me. He seems really upset and tells me that he already paid his dealer for the nine, and got a free hit out of it. He asks me if I can visit a nearby ATM. I agree, but tell him that nine hits is still too many and to sell me five hits for $20 instead. He agrees. I go into a cafe and pretend to use the ATM while pulling ten more dollars out of my wallet. Once outside, I hand him the money, he hands me the lunchbox, and we head off in separate directions. I was feeling a bit buoyant, because I never, ever thought it would be this fast or easy. Then I opened the lunchbox to discover that there was only four hits inside, instead of the five we'd agreed upon. I was slightly miffed, but four hits was all I wanted anyway, so it was fine with me. At 10:20 AM, the mission was already accomplished. I was still a bit paranoid about the hits being fake, however, and since it was still early and I hadn't even set eyes on Hippie Hill yet, I decided to enter the park anyway and buy two more just-in-case hits from someone else. About ten more people call "bud" to me between the park entrance and The Hill, but none of them knew about any acid. However, they all invariably told me that I was "in the right place" and to "keep heading toward The Hill". Well, I finally did get there and it was pretty interesting. Long story short, I hung out with all the hippies (there's a really nice commune of them that live under this lone tree in the middle of a clearing) and asked all around for acid. For the rest of the day, nobody else seemed to have any, although on two occaisions I met people with immediate connections. One of them was this guy whose face had a permanently pissed-off expression. With a pissed-off face he made a couple calls and with a pissed-off face he mumbled to some people on the other end and with a pissed-off face he asked me if I had a car and he looked even more pissed when I said "no". Then he informed me that his friend had some good shit, but didn't want to drive to the park. Then he gave a pissed-off shrug and offered me a hit of weed; I declined. The other LSD lead was this skinny blonde girl who made a call on her cell phone. When her dealer didn't answer, she looked at me apologetically and shrugged, "yeah, he must still be out of town. I know he gets back later, so let me give you my number and you can call me tomorrow". She wrote it on my hand, but I never called her back because I didn't want to make another trip into SF. So yeah, at 2 PM I decided to leave after having no further luck. I didn't regret staying, however, because I actually had a lot of fun on Hippie Hill. I ended up taking part in the drum circle, banging on some extra bongos that this one guy had. I also bonded with some fellow non-homeless teenage druggies who had gotten acid on The Hill before. They talked about some transient named "Sparrow" and told me that most of the stuff on The Hill is good, but there is definitely some bunk as well. Anyway, that's my long, long story. The hits are wrapped in foil in my freezer right now. I plan on dropping next week with some friends. I am still a bit anxious that they're fake, but I've decided it's more likely they're real for a few reasons: 1) John (the old hippie) wanted to meet separately outside the park, which seems more likely if you're paranoid and legitimate. John left the park as well to meet the dealer, so there was no reason for the trouble if he just wanted to sell me bunk. 2) I never got to meet the actual dealer. At first I thought this was a bit sketchy, but now it actually lends itself to candor. LSD isn't like weed, and it makes sense that a dealer would prefer to sell to a familiar middleman. 3) John gave me four hits when we agreed on five. If the hits were fake, why would he be so fickle as to keep an extra blotter square for himself? 4) It looks like real blotter paper, with clean perforation and bits of artwork. I know this really shouldn't do anything to set my mind at ease, but it sort of does. I would be much more worried about taking some mystery liquid in a vial. If the stuff is bunk, I hope this is just unadulterated blotter paper and not some substitute, like PCP or Windex. 5) I really don't think John has the cunning to preplan everything mentioned above to make it seem legitimate. After all he was just trying to pass some weed when I met him. Anyway, sorry about this long, long, long post. I hope it wasn't too tedious of a read, and I really would like to hear what you all think. Did I miss an obvious tell that the stuff was bunk? I'll post a follow-up when I find out if the stuff is real or not. Wish me luck, and pray that the acid has found me.
Apparently, Sparrow is in Tempe, Arizona and not scheduled to pass through for a couple weeks. Two guys got into an argument over him, however, with one claiming that Sparrow's acid sucks and the other calling Sparrow an LSD God. I kind of want to meet him. The four hits are in my freezer and I've been at a friends for the past few days so I don't have access to it right now, but I think it might be Keep On Truckin' - Green: http://www.blotterart.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWPROD&ProdID=191 It's definitely that shade of green, and the markings on it are very cartoony and obviously part of a larger picture, so if it is Truckin', the four squares I got would be part of the big guy. Can't wait to drop!
