Yesterday was the date of the Gay Pride celebration in Washington, DC. As is typical for this time of year, it was very hot and humid. Last place my partner and I wanted to be was standing around on a hot asphalt street in the city. I don’t need to go “be proud” — I am proud as I am, in who I care for, what I do, and who I love. See last year’s post about why this event is not interesting to us.
Instead of sweating to death in the city with a huge crowd of people, I joined a police escorted motorcycle charity fundraiser. A video of what it looks like from my Harley is below. Enjoy!