Escaping to Portland and enjoying the dispensaries

My parents started off as hippies, however after enough years in the woods they wound up as survivalists, but still, they were nice people, if a little unhinged; I grew up being inundated with a barrage of rhetoric about the evils of society, they had made the option to leave society and go live in a house in the woods, however as you might imagine that option didn’t toil for me.

The older I got, the more I ached to see more of the world – at least a little more of it! Finally I left the seasoned homestead and made my way to the closest major city, in this case Portland, Oregon.

I didn’t have any money, of course, so I had the foresight to bring along many pounds of cannabis, which all of us had long grown around our cabin, cannabis was wonderful currency in Portland, and I was able to convert it into currency within a couple of minutes! I found a local youth hostel and paid for many weeks in advance, and then started exploring the neighborhood of Portland looking for a task. I didn’t want just any run-of-the-mill task, if I had come all this way to Portland I wanted to do something cool. I applied at many different cannabis dispensaries, with mixed results. I had no resume or proper task experience, however on the other hand my knowledge of homegrown cannabis was minute to none because of my upbringing. I found that Portland was a legitimately welcoming town, and legitimately soon found a nice task at a wonderful dispensary.


Marijuana Pick-up Portland Oregon