Last Saturday a friend and I drove to the Cape. We drove all the way out to the end to Provincetown.
As some of you may know, P-town is the gayest place in the universe. Please note that we went BACK to visit P-town because we were there once and didn’t have time to stay. I love the place and hope to offend no one.
Every bed and breakfast, hotel, motel, and house is flying a rainbow flag, which makes everything look all happy and stuff. The streets are filled with more than your usual number of people who fit one stereotype or another. Lots of androgeny, lots of women with mullets, tons of people with multiple visible piercings, women who look like football players, and men who look like ballerinas. All the men work out ferociously and swear they’ve never been in a gym. Yes, I know those are awful stereotypes and aren’t what ALL gays and lesbians look like. I happen to be bisexual myself, so if I want to see what a woman who sleeps with other women looks like, I’ll look in the mirror. But I can tell you that without a doubt, P-town has more than it’s share of people who simply LOOK like their sexuality. Perhaps because they feel safe to wear it on their sleeves there, I’m not sure.
In any case, this made for a terrifically fun weekend. I love going someplace where everyone is free to fly their freak flags. That way, I can hang mine out as well. The shopping there is terrifically fun, the nightclubs rock, and every other person on the street lets you pet their dog. I love petting other peoples’ dogs. Plus, it meant that I got to take my big furry fiend out and show him off. He had a blast. Perhaps another gay stereotype to add to the list is that they are all “pet friendly” types of people.
The number of heterosexual couples we saw could easily be counted on my fingers. And who knows…they could just have easily been brother and sister couples.
So anyway, what I’d like to know is this: Why are gays getting shoved to the edges of the continent? I heard that Key West was much like P-town. Did they all CHOOSE to live there, on the very edge, or did they just keep moving further and further away from middle America that they ended up next to the tides?
Certainly, this is primo real estate. I mean, who WOULDN’T want to live in P-town or Key West? If I had a sack of money, I’d be in P-town now. It’s beautiful there. But I wonder why the gayest place in the universe isn’t in, say, Buckwheat, Ohio?
Are they running away from the rest of the idiots on this continent or are we chasing them out? It’s imperative that I know!
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Not really imperitive. I’m just curious.
