I didn’t get a lot of photos because I was having too much fun, but here’s San Francisco Pride. I took a bus, a bicycle, and a train with my friend and walked 3 miles to get to the celebration. So worth it. There was a faint smell of marijuana everywhere we went, and the celebration consisted mostly of adults. There were people in strange spandex costumes, booty shorts, rave wear, creepy masks, rainbow everything, and even nothing at all. Everything was just really gay. It was like a party everywhere. Went to a vegetarian restaurant for some good tea, bought a flag, got flirted with, got to dance in the Dyke march to Beyoncé, and then took the train back to San Jose to find my bike stolen and cut from the racks.