My college break a few years ago was honestly the best time of my life. I spent a full two weeks at the beach, getting wild every single night in addition to soaking up sun in the water every single afternoon. I had all my pals there, all of us were single and of the mindset of having as much fun as possible before going back to school to finish the year. Because the sleepy beachside neighborhood only gets busy while I was on my college break, the local cops have a real relaxed attitude towards the kids. They have a single cannabis dispensary, however as of yet don’t have recreational use legalized… except for college break! During this time, as a way to prop up the local climate, marijuana laws are not enforced, nor are open bin liquor laws. It is totally crazy, with beers flowing in addition to people walking around blazing fat blunts of cannabis, so is it any wonder I had an amazing time? Here is where the story turns, though, because after college break ends the cops start enforcing those cannabis laws again. I stayed later than everyone else, because I didn’t want it to end, and I went to the beach to rest in addition to smoking cannabis and seeing the sun set. I spent that evening in jail, and the only reason they didn’t prosecute me for cannabis possession was because the local magistrate was on holiday and it was too much trouble to keep me. They escorted me out of town, and I was just thankful that they didn’t search our car and find all the other marijuana I had!