Your best friend moving through the country is not an ideal situation. But it is absolutely, unequivocally, in a large hotel pool full of cannabis-infused bath salts.
I'm not talking about just CBD here. CBD can be derived from marijuana or hemp (these are both cannabis plants) and it makes you feel calm, or even sleepy. You can find it in products such as Lord Jones gummies, or gossamerThey twinkle tincture. But hemp plants do not produce THC, the psychoactive compound that makes you feel stony – whether it is, but only in quantities of 0.3 percent or less, which will not affect you at all. If you're looking for the fun stuff (you know, cannabis products with THC), you'll have to plan a little more. Recreational cannabis is currently legal (if you are over 21) in 11 states, and in only seven can you actually do it buy this: dispensaries have been set up in Alaska, California, Colorado, Massachusetts, Nevada, Oregon and Washington. Maine, Vermont, Michigan and Illinois have legalized recreational cannabis, but as yet no dispensaries have been authorized.
I flew for four hours – in flight math, that's two movies or half of Jia Tolentino's Trick Mirror—To Denver to meet my friend. Her hair was lighter and more curly, and my face immediately felt stiff with height and lack of humidity. We ate and caught vegan ice cream. We also ate: breakfast burritos, caramel-covered apples, empanadas recommended by Guy Fieri. (Much of Denver tourism is food, if it's not hiking or biking or dipping into the red-tailed nature of nature.) And then we wander into one of Denver's more than 500 service areas to look at choice.
If you think of cannabis-infused products, such as the one brownie you ate at a college party, you should know that this is not the case. You should also know: the above description of the coincidence of a dispensary is a clear lie. Using the Leafly app, I tracked down different dispensaries and went to them all, just to see the choice. Because they are different! There are so many things. There are the sweets, such as gummies and chopsticks, chocolate bars and cans of Altoid-like mints. There are many drinks in flavors like hibiscus and mango. There are olive and coconut oils for cooking, sublingual strips and tinctures, patches, balms, suppositories for cramps in the period, lubricant.
What I really wanted this time around was bath salts. After a weekend of dry-like-leg air in Denver and a trek up a mountain that highlights my outward form, a good, long week-end sounds divine. But I've never tried them before – would they really work? Yes, the budtender advised, they will really do it. And women feel the consequences more than men, because … well, opening (sorry). He advised me to use one capsule – an equivalent of 10 milligrams of THC and 10 CBD, which is a standard dose. (For reference, & # 39; edible 20 mg will knock me out and everything above that makes my stomach sick.]I must have been skeptical, because he added: & # 39; My girlfriend didn't listen to me and used half the bottle, and I had to go to her house to physically take her out of the bath. ”Note properly.
When I got back to the hotel that night, I ran the bath hot and dropped one cup of salt in it. It was meant to smell like lavender, rosemary and cedar, but mostly they smell like rubbing alcohol. Not at all like weeds. The alcohol smell dissipated as soon as it dissolved, and after the bath was filled, I put on some Kacey Musgraves, climbed in and waited.
That's what it feels like to take a bath with cannabis: as if you're in the most relaxing spa in the world, like you've just gotten acupuncture and everyone is zen and floating, like nothing, not even pruning you fingers don't really matter. I wasn't stoned (reader, trust me, I would know if I was) but I did smile at the bathroom wall, which is my story. I felt more than anything soooooo calm. I really enjoyed spending time in a bathtub with standing water without feeling pain and wished I could watch TV or look at my phone. I just have to be. The next morning, I would say goodbye to my friend and return to New York with a flight, leaving the rest of my bath salts with her to enjoy. But that night I slept like a rock. It was perfect.
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