SEEN IN PHILLY

 

Two weeks ago, I was tickled beyond belief to be able to attend the Philadelphia Gay Pride after a two-year absence. I was meeting friends down in the city and other were coming from Harrisburg. Worked out rather nice as I got me a very nice room at the Alexander Inn right in the gayborhood. Hey... I got needs... which the bartend from Honduras filled very nicely indeed. I was so overjoyed to be at a Pride again, and this was one of the first times since the pandemic to be back down in center city Philly.I felt like a caged bird freed. I too was also very surprised by the number of places, especially the bars and clubs that required your vaccination card or your scan code on your phone...or no admittance. I was with the clan most of the time, but I also had my own time, as I often like to disappear to take pictures or get in trouble. Two Prides down, one more to go, next up is New York City. Here were some of the sights from the Philly Pride two weeks ago.

A lovely reading nook at the Alexander.

The console table on my floor outside the elevator.

Need head?

Getting the day started! This hunk.

Who says unicorns don't exist?

When in Philly it would be a crime against the community if you didn't stop and patronize the oldest LGBTQ bookshop! It may just be one of the last in the county. I stocked up and got four books. They also have some very cool street art along the building.

A very cool bar called the Writer's Nook. All book and author inspired. With tons of books to read inside too. I understand they do lots of readings by authors too. Great atmosphere.

Even the It's Always Sunny cast was at Pride. Sweet Mary Mother of Pearl is  Rob McElhenney, AKA Mac ever looking very tasty! I love that show and one of the few I watch.

Of course after my , huh, late clandestine in the room on Friday night, I was a bit peckish. So at 2:30am I headed over to Wishbone, some of the best fried chicken you'll ever eat, to get some nosh. I ended up getting a three piece with honey baked biscuit. The city was still jumping and the streets packed. But this queen was my vision upon entering Wishbone....

Yassssss kitty girl, WERK, WERK !!!!!! 

And that right there is why I miss living in a city atmosphere. 

I mean, to have a wonderful happy hour with friends, bar hop, then a Brazilin dinner, jumping and pumping with a hottie from Honduras in the room, and getting friend chicken at that hour?!?!? And yes I did go back to the room and eat it. Nothing stands between me and my nosh.