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I was in Ericeira, a classic surf town in the grand Lisbon area, in Portugal. Me and my cousin went there for a weekend of bodyboarding, having fun, disco, enjoying the awesome beaches and eating those super-tasty pizzas in the surf-camp. I was born in Lisbon and I&#x27;ve heard about LSD since I was 15, but never had any interest into it. I am a good student, have always been, and besides smoking many joints in the big party sessions I&#x27;ve never tried anything else than alcohol and marijuana. But in this specific weekend I felt that my cousin was the perfect company to become &#x27;&#x27;experienced&#x27;&#x27; as our brother Hendrix used to say back in the old days. My cousin was in many festivals, he is a man of his word and a had been taking LSD for 3 years. I felt like it was my time to try Lysergic Acid Dyethilamide for the first time.
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We were in the beach, it was 16:00 approx., and honestly, I was so anxious and a bit afraid of trying LSD as it would mean, inside my head, that I was going through &#x27;&#x27;tough stuff&#x27;&#x27; and I could really get fucked up with this trip. Wouldn&#x27;t matter: he gave me 1/4 of a Hit (paper) and I swallowed it. Half an hour later I started feeling strange, like a bit &#x27;&#x27;electrified&#x27;&#x27;. My head wasn&#x27;t &#x27;&#x27;hot&#x27;&#x27; as it became with weed, but was (I just can&#x27;t express the accurate word!): STRANGE! I felt like my vision was now enlarged (I could see better, beyond, within a larger angle right and left) and my humour was OK, I felt like a baby that&#x27;s discovering everything for the first time as LSD entered for it&#x27;s first trip in my body. We took a ride in the hills, observing the huge waves as the swell was very good that day. The walk that supposedly took 40 mins., looked like 5 mins. for me. I had my guitar, and before playing, I took the other 1/4 Hit. I felt able to play anything as usual. My guitar skills didn&#x27;t change, but I remember noticing that I no longer had to look at the frets to know where to play the chords, now I was looking into the string and their vibration would tell me that!
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We went to Ericeira (notice I am a cigarette smoker, and in 2 hours I smoked about 15 cigarettes!) and went to dinner in a local tavern. We asked for 1 dose of meat and fries plus rice each. It seemed delicious, but even tho I didn&#x27;t eat for 5 hours now, I couldn&#x27;t just eat anything, It tasted strange. Suddently, the bad-trip begun: people in that restaurant seemed to, now, be looking at me with malefic and dark eyes, and I said to my cousin: &#x27;&#x27;man, I gotta go outside&#x27;&#x27;. I went outside, with a beer and a cigarette, turned on my MP3 and started listening to &#x27;&#x27;Yesterday&#x27;&#x27; by Paul McCartney. It sounded so pure and lovely that I still, nowadays, feel like I have to listen to it at least once a day to feel OK. It meant to me so much, it meant peace of mind.
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We went to the local drinking-zone, where all the teens are (we were now about 5 hours before I took the first blotter). My body was still &#x27;&#x27;electrified&#x27;&#x27;, but God help me: I was still SO DAMN anxious. That tavern fucked it all up. I don&#x27;t know why! I was trying to keep positive and thinking in about having fun, but I felt so damn anxious. My chest was under pressure, I felt shy like I had never felt before. I drank about 8 beers and I felt no change, I felt invincible: alcohol would affect me. I asked my cousin to get out of that place and he said OK. 
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We went back home, in my cousin&#x27;s uncle car (one sober friend was driving). Now I felt safer, but still: anxious and strange. Then I think I had what it seemed to be a visual hallucination: some window&#x27;s curtain seemed to come back and forth like and expanding pattern, twice. I felt scared but I laughed at it. Then, (7 hours after I took the first blotter), I smoked a joint. Man...Everything changed. Now I felt, honestly, that I was very, very, very deep and far away from my normal consciousness. I couldn&#x27;t talk, and although the company was good (my cousin) and also the music: Hendrix and Pink Floyd, I still felt that anxiety from the tavern/restaurant and I didn&#x27;t know why! I looked to the sky, the night was beautiful and the stars were shining. I remember hallucinating when looking at them: seeing how they would send electric messages one to another simultaneously. My thoughts were deep. I remember having awesome ideas, conclusions, opinions, but this is somehow unexplainable in this report.
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We went to sleep, 10 hours after we took the LSD. We were still tripping, but just smoothly. I was still anxious. I took some time to fall asleep, and after closing my eyes and seeing an axis in the middle of the darkness of my closed-eyes, around which many rays and color-forms would dance, I fell asleep. 
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I woke up, and I still don&#x27;t know why, anxious. And I felt this anxiety for the next 4 months every day, but not always. I felt I had gone insane but, no. I think I have the answer for this anxiety that started as the first &#x27;&#x27;suspicious&#x27;&#x27; environment came (the restaurant): this trip wasn&#x27;t supposed to happen that weekend. Guess why? Because I finally came to the conclusion that I was afraid and worried of taking that acid. I just felt some pressure to take it because we took that trip to Ericeira just to me getting experienced. I couldn&#x27;t say to my cousin after so many effort getting there: now I don&#x27;t want it. It would be more honest, I know, but I didn&#x27;t say it.
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Now I have an advise for everyone: take it, calmly and with respect when, AND JUST WHEN, you feel like you really want to try it and you have a strong reason that makes you happy trying it. If not, you will mostly like get into a bad-trip because then, you will be thrown into a really bad jail. If not, if your OK and happy with no worries, I guess the trip will be &#x27;&#x27;some fucking fiesta!!!&#x27;&#x27;.
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Answering the classic question of unexperienced people: &#x27;&#x27;How does it feel being under LSD?&#x27;&#x27;
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The answer is: Strange.
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  Cheers ;)&lt;!-- End Body --&gt;
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