So I've been hearing for months that RY4 is the ultimate e-liquid. Favorite of Favorites, ever since e-cigs were invented. The Holy Grail. The Ark of the Covenant. The Area 51 of E-Cigs. The One juice That Ruled Them All. Long loved, and long forgotten.
Oh how I wish I would have tasted of thee. Thine caramel lips, with hints of tobacco, and a fragrance of vanilla, all that makes thee exceptional...
Alas, it was not to be. Not yet anyway.
I got my Tribeca about 3 weeks ago. First day, I figured I'd try it, knowing that it was likely going to suck. The weather is cold, so I figured I'd give Tribeca (for that is her name) a nice warm bath. Everyone is more agreeable after a nice warm bath. Except, sadly, Tribeca.
After a 3 hour bath (DAYUM!), she was still bitter and stinky. I've had dogs sprayed by skunks, and they never needed a 3 hour hot bath and stilled smelled that foul. But Tribeca, she still offended the sense of smell. And she tasted even worse after a few drops in my atty.
So I thought "Epiphony! Maybe she'll be more agreeable in a couple of days with her top off..." The top being the cap. You pervs...
So a few days, and some more dripping later (get your minds out of the gutter), she was much more attentive. She was smokey, she was nutty, she was full of vanilla and lots of flavor. I thought "MY LOVE!". The rich flavor, the caramel and nuttiness, with vanilla on the exhale... It was bliss. But alas, it did not last.
I must have hit some kind of mystical "YOU SHALL NOT PASS! AT LEAST NOT YET!" barrier in the steeping process. For a couple of days it was good. Beyond good. Addictive is not even strong enough. It was actually ambrosia. I thought I found my ADV. Then something happened. The poisoned apple if you will. What once was nutty and delicious turned into this caustic poisonous gas that I could hardly stand. For two days I tried and tried to recapture my princess. My love. My All Day Vape. But alas, she was asleep. Forgotten in this... caustic... chemically... morass that defies all description.
Even my Excalibur, my Prince Charming, my Frodo... ok, nevermind... Well, none of them could bring back what was there. My iClear 16's, my e-Smart Clearos, even numerous Kanger clearos and tanks could do nothing to make the poisonous cloud relent.
Then I sacrificed a coil of my champion, my Protank 2 Mini, to attempt to bring back my love. I even went so far as thinking the initial coil had done something wrong, carried too much primer perhaps, so it went in the trash. The replacement coil whimpered when I took a hit, knowing it's fate would be similar to it's brother. But finally I felt mercy... Tribeca, how I once loved you, you are gone for now.
Thus it became apparent.
Tribeca is not for the impatient.
At least that is my hope.
I want that sweet nuttiness back. I want that hint of tobacco and vanilla. I want that caramel infusion that first drew me to you.
That is my hope.
Until then... I have a bottle of EC Blends RY4 with extra caramel in the mail, another from Mt. Baker Vaper, and a full 120ml 100% VG coming from Azure (which cost MUCH less than your 30ml ...). You better wake up, Tribeca... You better wake up... because there is no free room, or room in my juice box, to anyone too lazy to pay the rent.
Oh how I wish I would have tasted of thee. Thine caramel lips, with hints of tobacco, and a fragrance of vanilla, all that makes thee exceptional...
Alas, it was not to be. Not yet anyway.
I got my Tribeca about 3 weeks ago. First day, I figured I'd try it, knowing that it was likely going to suck. The weather is cold, so I figured I'd give Tribeca (for that is her name) a nice warm bath. Everyone is more agreeable after a nice warm bath. Except, sadly, Tribeca.
After a 3 hour bath (DAYUM!), she was still bitter and stinky. I've had dogs sprayed by skunks, and they never needed a 3 hour hot bath and stilled smelled that foul. But Tribeca, she still offended the sense of smell. And she tasted even worse after a few drops in my atty.
So I thought "Epiphony! Maybe she'll be more agreeable in a couple of days with her top off..." The top being the cap. You pervs...
So a few days, and some more dripping later (get your minds out of the gutter), she was much more attentive. She was smokey, she was nutty, she was full of vanilla and lots of flavor. I thought "MY LOVE!". The rich flavor, the caramel and nuttiness, with vanilla on the exhale... It was bliss. But alas, it did not last.
I must have hit some kind of mystical "YOU SHALL NOT PASS! AT LEAST NOT YET!" barrier in the steeping process. For a couple of days it was good. Beyond good. Addictive is not even strong enough. It was actually ambrosia. I thought I found my ADV. Then something happened. The poisoned apple if you will. What once was nutty and delicious turned into this caustic poisonous gas that I could hardly stand. For two days I tried and tried to recapture my princess. My love. My All Day Vape. But alas, she was asleep. Forgotten in this... caustic... chemically... morass that defies all description.
Even my Excalibur, my Prince Charming, my Frodo... ok, nevermind... Well, none of them could bring back what was there. My iClear 16's, my e-Smart Clearos, even numerous Kanger clearos and tanks could do nothing to make the poisonous cloud relent.
Then I sacrificed a coil of my champion, my Protank 2 Mini, to attempt to bring back my love. I even went so far as thinking the initial coil had done something wrong, carried too much primer perhaps, so it went in the trash. The replacement coil whimpered when I took a hit, knowing it's fate would be similar to it's brother. But finally I felt mercy... Tribeca, how I once loved you, you are gone for now.
Thus it became apparent.
Tribeca is not for the impatient.
At least that is my hope.
I want that sweet nuttiness back. I want that hint of tobacco and vanilla. I want that caramel infusion that first drew me to you.
That is my hope.
Until then... I have a bottle of EC Blends RY4 with extra caramel in the mail, another from Mt. Baker Vaper, and a full 120ml 100% VG coming from Azure (which cost MUCH less than your 30ml ...). You better wake up, Tribeca... You better wake up... because there is no free room, or room in my juice box, to anyone too lazy to pay the rent.
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