High time, Long drive

So I decided it was high time I did the long drive. High. Long time since high drive. If I remember right, it was in Kent, on the way to the Ferrari festival and the Clapton concert.

I am seriously amazed at how quickly it got organised. G called me late Fri evening and said it was possible. I quickly called M and S, and we were set. Then I realised we would be starting at some 5.30 am, so we would need food and drink for a few hours. Especially food. The Munchies are not something to be taken lightly. Plus, I would be driving, so pretty much no alcohol for me. None for me means none for you too! So I got some chocolate, small cake type stuff, Rola Colas and Poppins (will make sense in a little while), and some other stuff. Just one thing remained.

The weed.

Now, it had been about 2 years. The only reason I wanted it was to recreate those mornings in Pradeek's house, when we would bring in the day with a small trip. I wanted to rise with the sun. This would explain the early hour and the choice of food. Anyway, G came a little late, but we picked up everyone and were rollin' by about 6.30 am. We were headed north, to Medak. I wanted a relatively short trip (100 km) because this was a pilot project. And we wanted to be back by afternoon, so we could make the Campus Rock Idol thingie at Durgam Cheruvu. So I thought the Medak Church (the largest in Asia) and the Medak Fort might be a good idea. Not too tiring. One minor concern was how G would fare in the company of 2 women.

I needn't have worried.

Of course, he's always been a really bright guy with a great sense of humor, right from childhood. And he's always had a phenomenal talent for stating the obvious. What used to be irritating was un-fuckin-believably funny this day. And I don't think we'll ever forget the classic one liners.

There was some roadwork being done at one point, so the divider wasn't there for a short stretch. We were laughing at something else when I suddenly realised I'd missed the turn-off back to our lane. All traffic was oncoming, head-on. I was a little confused...

M: ummm...I think we're on the right road.
G: (drawling) Yeaahh...only on the wrong side of it...

After getting back to our side of the road, I almost ran into the truck ahead because I was laughing so hard.
Boy was making spliffs in the back. Of course there were a few bumps in the road here and there (otherwise the road is AMAZING)...

G: Oh crap!
Me: What?
G: The seeds fell off.
Me: So? You were going to throw them away anyway, weren't you?
G: Yes, but not IN the car for Mom to find!

A little while later, we decided it was high time. So we got off the road and stopped for a while. So M and S were newbies and wanted to try it too. They tried it once or twice and were understandably having some difficulty. G thought he’d help them out.

M: So…how do I do it?
G: You just put it in your mouth...suck...and let it go into your lungs. It’s like breathing...

ROTFLMAO.

Oh man! And it continued for the rest of the trip. If you aren’t laughing, I guess you had to be there. Maybe it was just the way he said it. Who cares? It felt great to laugh like that again. Reminded me of our laughter marathons on the Rock. It was a great trip. Get stoned, eat, laugh. I would write about the rest of the trip, which was also great fun...

...but I’m too busy laughing.