In a town where off season a mere 3000 souls make their home can up to 100,000 gay/lesbian invade in the sunny months for vacation, holidays, weddings and more. This 2x3mile peninsula is the summer home to Drag Queens, Bears, Otters, Twinks, Trannies, Muscle Boys, Domestic Gays, and even their brave (claiming to be) straight counterparts.
This week was fantastic. I had the wonderful pleasure of catching up with old friends, rekindle some malnourished friendships, watch new found love blossom, and even make a number of amazing new friends.
I spent the days on bike rides, at the pool side, or on the beach. I spent my evenings at beach parties, video bars, and even caught a famous risqué comedy show. I got spiritus pizza at 3 am and watched my friends devastate their Blondie's Burgers and Sweet potato fries. And after all that still found time to take a midnight dip in the ocean once or twice.
But now my week of carefree summer freedom must come to an end...I must pack up that old north face pack, roll up my beach gear and take my newly bronzed skin home, and back to reality.
I want to thank Provincetown for the memories it has allowed me to make, the friends who made my time here amazing, and the new beginnings that will come from the people I met.
James, Martin, Brian, Matt, Tom, Kevin, Chris, Stephen, Dan, Jessie, Rafael, Patrick, Nate, Alex, Mike, Kris, Ben, Scottie, Will, & Jordan....
I love you all.
Ter
