I was expecting to see a bunch of crazies dressed up but sadly we saw few. But I'll have to admit, it was a blast. We pregamed in our tiny hotel room at The Highland Inn before heading out to the gay bars in East Village.
Mary's was supposed to be having a Dungeons and Drag Queens party in honor of Dragoncon weekend, but there were only a few people dressed up. A nice gay Englishman ordered us a round of shots and the pretty drag queen walking across the bar poured rum down my throat.
We ran into a former GTA member Mallory knew, small world, and also met a few new friends along the way.
My dad asked me why we went to a gay bar. Let me tell you why girls go to a gay bar. It's the only place we can go and enjoy ourselves without having to worry about sleezy guys hitting on us. In the club if a guy buys you a round of shots, you're thinking "what does he want from me?"
Gay guys on the other hand will buy a round of shots just to be nice and they don't expect anything besides maybe a fun conversation and a good dance partner. Another reason gay bars are better, better dancers and better music.
I'm glad Mallory had a good weekend. It was refreshing seeing her letting loose with friends. I miss that Mallory. Also glad I finally got to meet the maid of honor Leigh Richards, who was a wonderful host. I'm glad somebody knew where we were going.
I'll leave you with this.
