Cleveland because that's my hometown and was the very first Pride I ever attended, at age 19 and all by myself. I was scared out of my mind and only stayed long enough to walk around the festival once. I was only out to my closest of friends at that time. I wanted to go back and experience it again
NYC, because well, it's New York fucking City, and I wanna be at the gay mecca when Pridefest rolls in. It doesn't hurt that one of my bestest friends lives in the city. She in fact ran in this year's (and last year's) annual Pride Run. In all the times I've visited NYC somehow it's never been on Pride weekend. This needs to change.
I currently reside in K-ville, so that was a no brainer to attend. I went last year and well... it definitely left something to be desired. In hindsight I should have stuck around for the drag show performance, cause the performers from our local club is amazing. Shout out to Club XYZ! Best female impersonators I've ever seen!
It ended up that all 3 Pride's were on the same weekend. Well, I can't be in 3 places at once and also with little money, the first 2 were out of the question.
When Pride day came along I was all set to go. I really was, but then a few teammates on my softball team asked if I wanted to head out to a bar that afternoon to watch the US World Cup game. I thought, well that's pretty gay, so I can celebrate that way and head over to the festival afterwards. I'm sure you can see where this is going. I did not stop by due to my short lived depression from the US loss.
That evening was the softball team cookout and end of season celebration. So instead of hitting up bars which were packed due to everyone going out that night, I spent my evening (and into late night) cooking out with my team, playing beer pong, and having a gay ole time. I don't think that's too shabby a way to celebrate Pride.
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