Thailand opened its first full-time clinic specialising in traditional and alternative cannabis-based medicine on Monday, as part of a move by the government towards developing a medicinal cannabis industry.
Imagine being on the best campout ever, purposefully cut-off from everything, with like-minded girlfriends all around you, and a dab bar that opens at 7 a.m.
Mexico’s second cannabis cup showcases its emerging cannabis industry
The first weed this writer smoked in 1975 was undoubtedly smuggled up from Tijuana, making its way north to my hometown of Redondo Beach. Thanks to my limbic system, linking scent to memory, I can still taste that flavor from time to time when I partake of Mexico’s weed grown in the valleys of Baja California today.
When the children of the sixties left San Francisco after the Summer of Love ended (1967-1969), many headed north to live sustainably off the land. Called Back to the Landers, they grew their own food and farmed cannabis.
Imagine waking up in a colorful and beautifully appointed, mid-century modern themed room, then reaching for your vape pen on the bedside; or enjoying your Volcano on the coffee table like you were at home.
In 1975, the year I began smoking weed – was the same year my favorite Aunt Gloria started taking me into Los Angeles – to Melrose Avenue and the Zephyr Theater, a 90-seat playhouse that opened my eyes to the beauty and amazement of avant-garde in the city.
The city that borders Beverley Hills to the west and the City of Los Angles to the east, became the incorporated City of West Hollywood in 1984. But, it was always an independent and free-thinking community long before it became known as one of the top LGBTQ+ friendly cities in the U.S.
Northern California hosts some of the most iconic and historic cannabis farms within the Emerald Triangle, making up Mendocino, Humboldt and Trinity counties.
Max Moyet has created the quintessential weed tour in the Big Apple. As a cannabis patient who travels for work reporting on weed-friendly tourism, an insider tour of any city that shares copesetic medicating spots is welcome. But a tour guide who gets that waking and baking isn’t just about getting high but is an experience when you add sensory sights, sounds, and the culture of a city like New York, is priceless.