The first time I ever tripped was on shrooms. My buddy and I bought a quarter but had a friend meeting up with us later, so I'd say we about split and eight or so. We bought a couple slices of pizza and loaded them up with caps and stems, which was a good idea because we did't even taste them. We had our pizza and made the drive out to her house which was about 20 minutes out of town, way out in the country. We weren't really sure what to expect because it had been both of our first trips, aside from salvia, but I don't really count that. Towards the tail end of the drive out there, I began feeling slightly warm and mellow, I took sharp notice of wildflowers on the side of the road and the birds in the sky. Everything had a slightly different hue, but I knew the trip had not yet set in at this point. Her house was an awesome place to experience a first trip because it was this huge 4 story mansion with all these balconies and land out in the middle of no where. We had the house to ourselves for the day so we ascended to the 4th floor where her room was at. I remember sitting in this big chair and that kids show yo gabba gabba was on, and the heaviness of the trip just kinda hit me then. I felt as if I was sinking into this chair, but I wasn't afraid. It was all so fun and new. I recall just staring at my hands and just laughing so hard because they would be HUGE then all of a sudden they looked like baby hands. I didnt take long before things started moving, the floor, the walls, things began changing colors here and there. The light fixtures on her ceiling seemed soo far away from down in that chair. I eventually got up and wandered to her room, but I got distracted by a mirror. I stared into it forever as my face began to contort and change right in front of me, at one point it looked like i had a huge pirate head. But my friend snapped me out of it and we looked outside her window. Everything as far as we could see looked so happy and alive. To me it looked like everything was growing, the clouds were swirling and the grass was weaving in and out. She wanted to go outside really bad, so after a few more upstairs shenanigans we made our way downstairs. Every level of her house we encountered was like an entirely new world. It was our psychedelic playground. Everything was just so fun and interesting and foreign to us at that time. We eventually made it outside and I remember being taken aback by how big and great it all seemed. We finally got to her car and just kind of mutually decided to get it and listen to music. She didnt really have any CDs in her car but I think we must have listened to the Kid Cudi Man on the Moon CD at least 10 times through. Then the trip took a turn. Instead of everything being all trippy and "Woahhh duuuude" we sat in there and just talked for what seemed like hours about every possible thing you could imagine. We felt so interconnected, like our brains were on the same wavelength, like no one in the world had ever understood us better than each other right then. It was incredible. We laughed and we cried and we shared our biggest fears and everything we kept from the world, it's like we turned ourselves completely inside out. I'll never forget that. We watched the day turn into night and our trip was still riding out (I have reason to believe it may have been acid dipped) so we wandered back into her house and up the stairs. ..after putting peanut butter in all 4 of her dogs mouth and just watching them.. not sure why we did that. And the talks continued as our other friend showed up and had hers. We listened to "better" music and talked and talked. I started crying because I was just so happy and at peace, I had never felt that good before. It was like a cleansing, I faced a lot of shit I had been hiding from myself. And I think they did too. We smoked a few bowls and talked some more, vibed with the music, and just enjoyed each others company. I don't remember falling asleep, but I guess at some point we all did. It was one of the best experiences of my life, and to this day my favorite trip thus far. Protip: Do it in a safe and somewhat familiar surrounding, and be with people you love and trust. You'll love it, as long as you're ready for the heaviness.