Pride

This past Sunday was our first San Francisco Pride parade. We are used to the much smaller parade in St. Louis, and were amazed at the shear magnitude and size of this one. One could have guessed it would be massive, but I didn't expect the city to practically shut down for half a day. It was pretty crazy.

At first Jules was disappointed because there was no spider man balloon. But after the thousand or so motorcycles and the "sparkly ladies" as he calls the drag queens, he took right to it. We got him a rainbow flag that he had been wanting which he in no time fashioning into a laser shooting device of destruction. So everyone thought he was pretty much the cutest thing ever. I think he got videoed and photographed more that most of the floats.

We stood on our little corner for three hours watching the parade before we knew it . Jules was ready to move . We walked around town for a bit and got some lunch. The whole financial district seemed to be shut down. no cars just tons of characters. We headed to the area where tents and vendors had set up. But there were hundreds of thousands of people, so we decided to call it a day.

Julien got tons of stickers and candy, And everyone was really nice to him, stopping to say hi or letting him pet their dogs. I expected a bit more spectacle, but was pleased everyone was so kid friendly. Julien just thought the naked people were silly. I think the Bay to breakers crowd was a bit more rowdy. Check out some more pictures on flicker.

Although it was a good time, it made me homesick for our street and home and our old traditions. Ah nothing makes me feel as nostalgic as gay pride weekend.