Meeting the love of my life at the Cannabis Cup in Amsterdam.
I saw her on the first day but we were each with a group of friends. Then at the end of the last night, after all our friends had gone back to the hotel, I saw her again. I shared my bowl with her, and we've been together ever since.




There's more.
The next day...
We spent some time at a few coffeeshops, and we were talking and she said she had just come from Jamaica. I mentioned that one of the guys in my group goes to Jamaica a lot, and he has a friend there who is a taxi driver that takes him wherever he needs to go, and that his Jamaican friend had called before we left the States and said he knew some girls who were going to the Cup, and we should hook up with them, and she said STOP.
Is his name Dalton?
Yes.
And is your friend named Dan?
Yes.
She was one of the girls we had been looking for all week.

I never believed in soul mates until I met her.
Who says cannabis isn't magic?!!!