Hiking the Masada

While attending school abroad at TAU in Israel we went on very many trips to different parts of the country to hike mountains and what-not. We had this one trip to the Masada coming up and we wanted to do something special. As was our custom back then we wanted to mix some sorta drug into this trip. Now this was going to be a rugged 6 hour hike and we were told to prepare. We did this by baking a good ounce or so of marijuana into a batch of brownies. We decided we'd eat them on the bus while on the way. We had this very health conscious commando type guide for this trip who was always armed (in case any Palestinians wanted to "terrorize" us). Anyone who ever went on Birthright should know exactly what I mean. But this dude was different. He was very straight laced, older and by the book. Wouldn't ever drink with us and was just a health freak square. So we're all munching on these brownies when this dude comes over from the front of the bus and asks what we're all fussing about. With that we told him we got this delicious batch of brownies that one of our American parents had sent us. Yes, we fed him some. Actually, he ate a good amount and around 1 hour later we find ourselves mid hike. Not knowing he ate pot brownies he began to exclaim he feels ill. This caused many giggles and muffled bursts of laughter. We shouldn't have laughed but we did even when he became violently ill and his face became purple like an eggplant. The rest of the trip we had to tend to him and help him with just about every step. Thats how bombed he was. Whats funny is that we were just as high but we had that little bit of knowledge that we'd done this to ourselves and it will soon pass. He did not. I can only imagine how he felt when he was overwhelmed by that feeling in his stomach. Poor bastard, I know I know I'm gonna burn...