Warped and loathsome dream

I was over by a friend - let's call him Skip. Skip does different kinds of drugs. It was Shabbat? I was sleeping in his house - only it wasn't his house - it was a room inside an actual building. I was lying on my bed and Skip gives me a small piece of clear sticker still on it's paper. Acid. LSD. Never tried it before so I take the plunge. Only took a piece of it. Put it in my mouth. Was in some kind of foreign country. Or maybe not. It felt like Turkey or sapin or Greece. Walking on a hill. The drug taking effect on me. I am high. Is this acid? Arabs, good-looking confident girls around me walking down cobblestone streets. A guy with a yarmulke on his head dressed in dress clothes walking and talking to me, to other people on the street. I end up walking next to him. Skip is kinda out of the picture. He's with me but not really interacting with him. Nervous feeling in my stomach. I don't like this - any of it. And it's not the drug. I'm actually handling the drug nicely....end.