Smoking weed at sea level is a lot odd than doing it at 5,000 or even 10,000 feet.
I grew up in the south near the ocean, so for much of my life I was never above 100 feet over sea level outside of the few times all of us traveled to a nearby state to visit family. When I took a trip through the Smoky Mountains 1 year, I instantly realized that it was harder for myself and others to breathe than normal. My ears were hurting because they kept popping the higher all of us got into the foothills of the Appalachians. I didn’t get to see mountains again until I moved to Albuquerque after graduating from college plus finding a task in Nob Hill. I appreciate that the window in my study room looks out in the direction of the Sandia Mountains. Taking the Sandia Peak Tramway is an amazing experience that you need to do at least once in your life, especially if you’re a resident of the area. However, the first time I smoked weed in the town it was odd than being lower in elevation. The feeling of vertigo plus lightheadedness got even worse when I smoked a joint at South Sandia Peak 1 day. I had to rest for an minute before trying to descend the mountain on foot. I kept worrying that the vertigo would cause myself and others to slip plus fall, getting swallowed by hard rocks plus sharp trees in the process. At least I’m used to the elevation difference nowadays when I’m smoking marijuana. I don’t run into nearly as many problems as before, which is a total godsend in my mind.