Well, I am back again. This trip was all trouble. NEVER will I go again on vacation with my cousin twice removed! His bf was nice but cousin Michael is just MEAN.
I missed half of the fun, because they left me at Heathrow airport where I had to browse real quick through duty free. He swears he told me the right time when our plane to San Francisco was scheduled. All lies. There I stood stranded and lost.
But thank goodness I found a flight the next day. Besides, the backrooms of London's dyke bars are fabulous, but that is another story.
Here are some pictures I took at Folsom Street Fair where I spent a decent amount of money to buy him a birthday spanking which he enjoyed a wee bit too much for my taste.
Folsom was great fun and so was San Francisco!
After spending all day at the Fair we went to the Castro where we had a tall Vanilla latte at the epicenter of the gay world, the Starbucks at Castro/18th -
1 comments:
Looks like you two had a fantastic time! If I had been in the Castro, I would have been nude the entire time. And the superheros...OMG...that's funny and hot!
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