One of the biggest reasons why I decided to attend graduate university in California is because of the lenient recreational marijuana.
California legalized recreational marijuana multiple years ago. There are dispensaries and delivery services all over the state, one of the locales with the lowest prices on marijuana is the bay area, then when I was accepted to the graduate program at Berkeley, I was happy; My mom and Mom did not want myself and others to leave the Northeast, and they entirely did not want myself and others to transport to San Francisco, and i packed all of our clothes and furniture into a U-Haul truck and I drove 3500 miles to San Francisco. I had some friends living in a house close to the city and they offered to let myself and others stay with them, and as soon as I arrived in San Francisco, I started going to the dispensary twice a week, and sometimes I order delivery when the weather is wet or cold, and last weekend was our anniversary and I planned to go out with some friends. I stayed house instead and ordered marijuana from the delivery service. I never expected our mom and Mom to show up unannounced. They flew across the country to surprise myself and others on our anniversary. The marijuana delivery repair arrived about multiple hours after our mom and Mom. I tried to tell our Mom that it was our roommate, but the delivery driver said our name was on the ticket and I had to produce ID for the purchase. I was happy to see our parents but they abruptly lost the smiles on their faces.