Maybe I'm Jaded

It didn’t seem very decadent but there were so many events going on at all the bars, I know I missed a lot of it. At one point a fire truck and ambulance made their way through the throngs to the thickest part of the crowd… it looked like they were rescuing a GHB overdose or something (I know, how 90s!) but it would have been completely decadent if they had opened up the back of the ambulance and started passing out Popsicles or free beer. The temperature was in the 90s the whole time I was there with like a million percent humidity. Steve said that on the hottest day, it got to 106F… it was quite a shock considering it was 66F when I left San Francisco. Needless to say I made friends with the corner store people and all their bottled water. I tend to like warmer weather, but after five days of it, I was ready to come home to 70s and 80s (F) with no humidity. I’m sure I’ll go back again next year over the American Labour Day weekend!

A Balcony Game

The balconies all around the Queer section of Bourbon Street are usually crowded with loads of guys shouting, "Show us your dick!" They reward you with the beaded necklaces if you do...

"Ring toss" is another favourite pastime there as well. It usually involves tossing the beads across the street from one balcony to the other... or from the street up to the balcony.

In the streets, there are usually scrums around blow jobs or circle jerks (kind of like the SF Eagle on a Sunday.) While walking around with my friend Dan, he remarked, "It's amazing how a big cock can make anyone look attractive!" and I added "and popular too!"

On Sunday There's a Parade

I kept asking people when it gets really decadent and everyday I was told to wait until the next day, that it was still too early. The culmination of the event is the Parade, where all the pent up revelry is finally unleashed...