I love this time of year. The air warms, rainbow flags appear along Market Street, and tourists flock into the city. Of course, this year is like no other. Now that California has granted equal marriage rights, there is something extra special to celebrate.
Gay pride is one of the best times of year in San Francisco. The whole month of June is full of events culminating in Pride Weekend (only 8 days away), which consists of Pink Saturday, the Dyke March, the Pride Parade, and the gigantic party in front of City Hall.
I generally have trouble deciding what my favorite part of the parade is: the fierce drag queens, the families with the "I love my daddies" signs, random naked people, Gavin Newsom, or the flashy Smirnoff and Altoids floats with the hot muscular dancers. But this year, it's all about the newlyweds. Every time I see them at City Hall or on the news, I cry. Especially the octogenarians that have been together for 50+ years.
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