Well, I did it. I managed to smoke in Amsterdam during a 3 hour layover. The story is as follows:

The first plane lands, I haul ass to the front of the plane so I can get right off. I succeed and bypass customs in a minute and end up with my round trip tickets to and from Central station in 10 minutes. I arrive in Amsterdam Central in 20 minutes, and five minutes later I arrive at the Rokerij which is only a few blocks from Central Station. I quickly look at the menu and decide on a pre-rolled white widow spliff cuz it is only 4 euros and is bomb shit. I tell myself to smoke the entire thing before I go so I can have a good flight back.

By 3/4 of the spliff smoked, I am completely high as hell and decide to keep going. I finish it 5 minutes later and look at my watch. I still have a good amount of time left so I decide to walk back to the train station and have a smoke. When I get up I get hit with one of the most intense highs ever. It was even difficult to walk and my head is spinning. After finishing my smoke and arriving at my train back to the airport I begin to get neasous and really hot. For the entire train ride back I am completely baked, sweating, and feeling sick. I finally arrive at the airport and, fighting the urge to puke run up to my gate. While going through US customs right before getting on the plane, the lady asking me questions asks if i am ok, because i look strange. I just tell her that I have been up since 4 and I am tired. She decides I am legit, and I take off from my trip in Amsterdam high as fuck and a story to tell.

God that Dutch White Widow fucks you up!!!