My favorite pride moment was sitting on the floor of the San Francisco Civic Center with my friend Jake.
We met each other when I was in college in Wisconsin, and this is what he looked like.
I was obviously attracted to him, and we dated briefly. We realized (like many gay men do), that we were better as friends, and for a few years, we were partners in crime. Jake doesn't have much in the way of family, so he became like a brother to me.
Although I saw him on my trips home, when I moved out to San Francisco, he didn't have the means to visit me here. So, for a Christmas/birthday present, I bought him a plane ticket for pride weekend. I wanted to show him the time of his life, so I made sure to plan as many awesome things as possible. Our pride here started with an underwear party
Then a house party, picnicking in the park, the dyke rally, a street party, a gigantic circuit party, rooftop viewing of the pride parade, and finally VIP entrance to the Civic Center party.
We grabbed drinks and sat down next to each other. When we noticed that neither of us were drinking, I asked him why, and he said, "I'm too tired to pick up the cup."
And I felt the exact same way.
And that's when I knew that we had rocked the shit out of our weekend. When we were so partied out, that picking up a cup was too much work.
That's my favorite pride moment for sure. And I would be thrilled to have the same experience in Miami. Thanks for your consideration!