Amsterdam has pride to be proud

Yesterday was the Pride parade and it was fabulous! More synchronized dancing than last year, delightful drag queens, lovely bodies and just a feeling of pure joy everywhere you went. It was the first proper summer day with sunshine and temperatures above 75 degrees. That helped the glee along, as the entire city shook of two months worth of clouds and rain and said, "HELLOOO!" It was gay chaos and I was super happy.

Tom said it was the best parade he ever went to and was sad to leave it to go see a football match with our friend Peter. But I was with my fantastico friends Marco, Pasquale, Vanessa, Adam and Nicola. The night was nice, but nothing compared to the sparkle of the day and all that was gay. There are more photos of the fabulousness on Flickr

It has been a week since Tom arrived and it is going well. Poor guy had to take care of me while I was really sick with bronchitis and we celebrated together when the antibiotics kicked in. It seems so normal for him to be here, but it will be great when we get our own place and can start fresh with more closet space. And he brought the sun with him!