BEACH LIFE

The first vacation of the summer season is always the hardest one to return to reality from, especially if it's at a beach location. This summer the first vacation was to the very gay friendly Rehoboth Beach with the clan and Capital Street Duo. Well...the first extended stay for a peroid of time since Memerioal day. It was long overdue since the last vacation to Barbados...and much needed after such a long stretch, and the sometimes-stressful world we live in these days. Most day were filled with just relaxing on the beach, and a little shopping... which the nights were filled with dinners and hot spots around town for us social gays. The weather couldn't have been better, with only two days of rain. But the beach is always a good spot for me. I always feel like a spent a week at a day spa when I return. First the vitamin D is good for you for a certain period of time, I always feel healthier looking when I take in some sun and feel the warmth on my skin, and the beach is incredibly invigorating because it engages your senses in a scientifically proven way to reset your brain and body. The ocean air is packed with negative ions that boost serotonin, and accelerate your ability to absorb oxygen, which stabilizes your mood, feelings of well-being and happiness. The sea view induces a meditative state known as Blue Mind, and the rhythmic waves act as a calming pink noise. Not to mention walks in sand and the sand rubbing your skin in the waves, acts like a natural exfoliator. I have been going to Rehoboth since the early 90's and have yet ever tire of it. Plus we got to see our friends who own the guest house we stay in. I later saw them at the Woods a week later as they also have a site there. Here are some snaps from around Rehomo...

My own private balcony at the guest house. Nice for a small, happy hour before heading out. We met a swell and fun lesbian couple staying at the house too, and man were they fun. We all exchanged numbers and have been keeping in touch. They will be joining us at the house back in October for Sea Witch.

The gratuitous rabbit picture for Tundra Bunny. I don't know what was going on, but I'd never seen so many rabbits about!!! At night especially, they were skittering about everywhere. On one walk we counted upwards of 65 bunny sightings.

Speaking of beach bunnies.

The legendary Blue Moon...the place to see and be seen for happy hour and this place gets packed from wall to wall and eventually spills out and over on to the sidewalk! If you want a rich man, this is the place to meet one kids. I'll be going back in August to catch up with that old cow Lady Bunny who's will be there with her show, Big Wig Energy.

One of my favorite place to dine, Houston-White Co.

And this place kids....well, it's where I get some of my, ohhhh, huh, houseboys from!!!! I met three guys, one from Turkey, one from Romania and another from Cypress. Not to mention danced my ass off. I have yet been disappointed.

And people wonder why I don't want to return from the beach.

BIRTHDAY WITCH

No, I didn't hang a trick out the window from the third floor who didn't please me...rumors I tell you! Well, I'm happy to report my birthday came and went with no real dramatics of turning another year older. I'm really starting to like off season beach trips. It was another swell trip to Rehoboth Beach for the Sea Witch Festival. It's impressive the amount of people in costume for the event. Us? We wore all black with black witches' hats. The parade itself a good half day of events. Of course there was daily walks on the beach. a gay bingo one night, a drag show visit. some delicious dinners out. At the Blue Hen, I had an amazing Lobster Toast! YUM! Of course, there was also some copious amounts of libations, and I have to have my customary piece of Grotto's pizza while there. The highlight of the trip was of course the parade, and my day at the spa getting the whole body glowed up for another season. The massage felt great as did the body wrap and all the other services.  And there might have been some debauchery, but I won't kiss and tell. Here's some snaps from the weekend. I can't tell you how it was nice to get away from it all.

 

Some tins of sand tarts I made for the staff there.

I could make my own gin with all those juniper berries of the tree! It smelled heavenly.

The owner Garrett goes all out decorating, adding to the fun of the stay.

I don't know, I felt I was being watched the whole time.

My quarters are always upstairs on the right. I adore that room and it has its own private deck.

Garrett's dog Zorro!

Our B&B at night! Spooooooky!

Big cock wall art at the Blue Hen! Loved it. Its where I had the incredible Lobster Toast.

Got a good chuckle from this sign at the Purple Parot in the men's room! And then there's my favorite happy place more than any other on the planet. The beach!

It was a great trip, both fun and relaxing! I really should look at moving to a beach locale.

SEEN IN FIRE ISLAND

I have another few posts from Barbados to share yet but thought we'd jump to some Fire Island postcards first. If the first leg of the trip wasn't enough, and granted, that was very relaxing, Labor Day found us back in the US and on Fire Island with most of the Clan for some debauchery. For many of the clan, it was meeting Warbucks for the first time. All went well, and he fit right in with my crazy circle, and he loved Fire Island. I didn't make Fire Island last year and hard to top the last visit what with getting scolded by Patti Lupone herself for the Lad and I making out by an exit. I adore Fire Island and think it should be mandatory for every gay to experience it at least once. I love it. SO GAY...the drag queens, the beaches, the gay antics and flirting, the Meat Racks, the boardwalk paths, the deer everywhere, and seeing many of the Horace Gifford houses of the Pines, and the campy and quaint Cherry Grove. Finding the perfect spot to get nude and catch some rays. We had a blast and at least one party to attend. One nights dinner consisted of about 24 queens!!!!

Look at the Livingroom view of the house we were in! And one couldn't be shy to use the bathroom!

I don't think I'll ever get over seeing deer at the beach! And they are quite daring and will get very close to you.

Sorry for the blur, but these deer were jumping.

Not deer.

MM#1 Fan and the Mistress catching some rays.

 

Preston and MM#1 Fan up to something.

Shadow puppets. Can you even believe such lewd acts going on???? Who'd do such a thing???

Pansy...a drag legend and a past Empress of the Imperial Court of New York.

Your Mistress's comfort shoes.

Impromptu boardwalk parade!

And this was seen walking the day we arrived from the ferry. Like I said you never know what you may see!

BUT BREAKING!

 I was HEARTBORKEN from news after our visit, when I got a text and picture from my friend Jamie who stays in Fire Island all summer. The text included a picture of the flags on the dock in Cherry Grove all flying at half-mast. Below the picture it said flags flying half-mast in honor of Kirk. I thought it was a joke and said this better be for William Shatner as Captain Kirk? He said no you dope; it's for Charlie Kirk. The CGAA dock master decided after he was threatened by officials from Brookhaven county with consequences if he didn't follow the national directive. I was aghast. It felt like a gut punch to the stomach. It was one thing to lower the American flags, but the gay pride flags too? For a man who's hate speech against our community caused so much suffering felt like an assault, a hate crime, a gay bashing, with our very own flag!! Cherry Grove and the Pines Fire Island has been a huge safe haven for the LGBTQ+ for decades, a refuge from an intolerant world. And now we were honoring a man whose very ideals are like acid and being thrown in our faces. This person would NEVER step foot in Fire Island and yet there he was, even after his death, his presence being seen, his menacing presence flaunted over our sacred little town.... the flags... half mast, all of them. But there is a dark underbelly to this town. There are a few trump loving business owners there who love him, just waiting to take our beloved rainbow flag and rise it at half-mast for a rancid, homophobe. I don't know how we come back from this. Our sweet, fun and safe Fire Island has been violated by their wickedness.