I am Edgar Phillipe.
In the process of my travels to Earth I developed the obsession for weed. After the long space ride through galaxies, worm holes, rides on asteroids, there was nothing to do but study, and I took a huge interest in what your planet calls “weed.” On my planet it is called kibō. And now that I am here, on Earth, and have traveled around extensively, I can share some of the things that I have learned about your planet. I don’t know why I haven’t done it sooner.
Just to know: I shall not reveal the name of any dealers, pimps, or individuals that I might score from. Their anonymity is as sacred to me as it is to them. I do not know who is writing me for information; could be an eager, meager detective hoping to get another stripe, or a dumbass who doesn’t know how to keep their mouth shut. I shall only reveal establishments or locations where you may be able to get it… locations change/establishments close, and now that I am sitting on my favorite street in Bangkok, I see that one of my previous journals might not be valid anymore for the “where”. Be that as it may, I will still point you in the right direction. As always, don’t look like a dumbass, act like a dumbass, or treat those you are dealing with like dumbasses, and you won’t go against the unwritten, unmentioned code about buying kibō abroad.
Where to buy weed in Hong Kong
Hong Kong is a vastly spread out area of islands where anyone can get anything they want. I’m talking ANYTHING. It’s so difficult for authorities to monitor what comes in to the harbors here. Smugglers have been honoring this centuries old tradition, and they do it in such an under-the-radar way, that it makes for an abundance of goodies all over the city. Cops are so busy with other important things (like major protests with an estimated 1 million people) occupying the city. This city is a globalized, mega-steel structured skeleton with trillions of dollars of pulse-beating blood coursing throughout it’s high rise sky-scraping towers. You can feel the pyramid of Hong Kong dollars raining down, which occupies the criminals, which keeps the cops busy, which leaves a fairly easy, safe environment for buying and smoking. It isn’t Amsterdam here folks, but if you adhere to the bathroom smoking that I love to enjoy, you are as good as golden. I’m not saying that you can’t find pockets in the city to toke up in, just don’t lose your wits in that first puff.
If you walk around Causeway Bay which is located in and around Victoria Park, you’ll see some West Africans perched to distribute. Buying in the park, especially at night is always a little risky and you’re not guaranteed to get the best/cheapest quality, but it is a place, and it is a place to buy.
I had luck, instant luck, at a place called Chungking Mansions in Kowloon.
Cops are standing right out front of the entrance, but that didn’t deter me from making eye contact with one young Gambian bloke that had that Cannabis sway. Not the “I’m high” Cannabis sway, but the I’ve-got-the-chronic-so-I-don’t-have-to-walk-fast-or-work-hard-like-these-other-mother-fuckers sway. He smiled big, and I swooped in with my hand, pulled him close, and said “Weed please.” in my charming way. He was all about it. Well, I had my backpack, carrying-all-of-my-stuff-in-the-world-on-me sort of “sway”, so I probably looked like an easy target to take advantage of. He led me out of the corridors, through the maze of shops on the ground floor of the tower and out to the street. We chatted a bit. I told him the lie that I lived in Hong Kong on the Causeway Bay side (Chungking Mansions is on the mainland in Kowloon) and I had been paying $1800HKD for an ounce from a guy, but my guy hadn’t picked up the phone for 2 days. He asked why all the stuff on my back, and I said I’m just coming back from a big trip, which wasn’t lying anymore, just I hadn’t come “back”.
Buying here is like haggling at a market in Tia Juana. You’ve got to start low and get them to come down to meet you in the middle. He started talking about $300 HKD for a gram ($37.50 USD a gram/$112.50 USD 1/8). A bit high. Well, like… really high. He said that was his stash, but hooked me up with one of the shop owners who had $200 HKD a gram ($25 USD a gram/$75 for an 1/8). That is about 1.5 times the price I used to pay for an 1/8 in America back before any States made it legalized. I’m in the big city, so I pulled out $2000 HKD and got about 11 gr. A nice bag. Smelled like the golden nectar after what I’d been smoking. But fucking expensive. For research purposes, I decided to beat the shit out of my debit card.
After a few days when I ran out, I went back looking for Mirador Mansions which is less than 100 meters down from Chunking Mansions. I didn’t even make it to Mirador OR Chunking walking from the MRT station. I was politely accosted by a man from Bangladesh who whispered, “Hash? Skunk?” when I walked by. The area is actually flooded with West Africans, Indians, Pakistanis, Nepalese, Bangladeshis, and Afghanis that are all seemingly sent to Hong Kong for one purpose… ok, maybe a few more than one, but all of them either deal, or knows someone that deals. Those that are standing around are the prime suspects and it is just about as difficult as shooting fish in a barrel with a Thompson submachine gun.
His prices were much much better, ($1000 HKD/$128 for 7 gr, $54 for 1/8) which is what I’m used to paying back in the States. His skunk was skunkier and the high/taste was equivalent to Amsterdam weed. Probably because it does come from Holland, which is why there is a high price tag for most of the weed in Hong Kong. Lower prices means locally grown, which means knowing locals, which means more research to be done. We got into the price of bullets of hash, that are a much better boom for your buck. Nepalese hash, much cheaper, but mixed with henna and beeswax, which I’ve heard many times before, goes for $800 HKD a bullet ($100 USD). The Afghani hash he had is purer, it’s almost always purer, which goes for $1200 HKD a bullet ($150 USD).
Oh, and the best thing about Hong Kong is… dealers in Hong Kong deliver like it’s a fucking pizza or an order of General Tso’s Chicken right to your door. I never give my number (don’t have one anyways!), but take theirs in my notes app. Skype calls are encrypted.
But, after all of this laid out, incredibly foolproof plan of finding weed in one of the easiest cities I’ve found in world to buy it, if you are too scared to go through the whole rigamarole, you skipped the smoking phase and have just gone right to the paranoid, book a bunk bed at the Yessinn hostel in Causeway Bay, go up to the rooftop lounge, and leech on everyone who is doing cocaine or rolling joints and passing. They probably have their own dealer on speed dial and can save you from going through all of the trouble.
Hong Kong WEED QUALITY: 5/5
PRICE COMPARED TO WESTERN COUNTRIES: 3/5
DANGER LEVEL TO BUY AND SMOKE: 2.5/5
Picture 1, 10.5(ish) gr, $2000 HKD
Picture 2, 7 gr, $1000 HKD
