Once a year Ed and I return to the town for a long, romantic weekend; For anyone who knows my area, you might be chuckling at the word “romantic.” Most people don’t suppose of romance and passion when they suppose of my area, however in our case there is a special reason… Over 20 years ago, Ed and I were silly youngsters in love, and my parents didn’t approve, and neither did Ed’s family, so my superb friend and I always had to sneak around to be together.
Our number one arena to go was home, because it was far enough away that nobody recognized us. My friend and I would rent a hotel room near the town and spend a night or two being young and having fun; A year later my superb friend and I went to the town to be secretly married by a Justice of the Peace, ever since then, my superb friend and I return every year to celebrate our lifetime of love… and also to buy some amazing cannabis, then when my superb friend and I first started coming to the town cannabis was not yet legal… These mornings my area seems to have a cannabis dispensary in every neighborhood! In fact, one of the hotels my superb friend and I first stayed in was razed and updated by a massive cannabis dispensary. The last time my superb friend and I went my superb friend and I barely left our hotel room, other than to buy more cannabis, booze, or to sample some of the amazing local seafood. There is nothing like fried fish, and my area has the best I’ve ever tasted, but before my superb friend and I left, Ed stopped by the cannabis shop and bought a few packages of edibles for the ride home.