My Big Gay Vacation
I'm not sure that the sign in this photo will be legible, but I did not (until this trip to Provincetown) know that you could buy a bathing suit with a cock ring (or "c-ring" as they so tastefully call it) attached!
P-town is very fun; full of more cuteness than you could have ever dreamed possible. The houses are all weathered and gray, the gardens meticulous, in a very haphazard-appearing way. . . and the weather is perfect. After the jump, more photos!
You know your trip is off to a good start when the bar at the ferry pier is manned by an old guy who throws on a wig and glasses and starts channeling The King.
Oh look, children on the beach. How cute. Ha. There are hardly ANY of the little brats running around! This is my idea of heaven!
The "P" in P-town stands for penis. The smaller gray phallic symbol in the back is some monument that everyone keeps saying we "must" climb. Erm, no. That's a lot of steps for what appears to be very little pay-off.
Like so many of those resort-town maps, our map showed that the beach was only slightly further than the Grand Union. Once we started plodding along the HIGHWAY, dodging speeding cars and careening bikers, we noted that this map was not drawn remotely close to scale.
My man is not happy at the beach because we were so tired by the time we got there. Having cheated death several times and suffered blisters, we just wanted water and a ride home. (We got both.)
This is the cutest restaurant in a town jam-packed with cuteness. We ate there last night, on the second floor, which is known as "the tawp of the pawt." So cute and delish! I had lobster ravioli which has pretty much wiped out my points for the next five years. So rich and delicious!
judes, you and the cute can bond for a week. but i want the cute hating judes back when you get back to BK!
Posted by: rose | September 12, 2006 at 10:33 AM
Oh thank heavens you're posting all the way from Mars or Jupiter or wherever you are (perhaps...Uranus? Yes, I'm going there--to The Idiotic Joke Zone).
I was worried that I wouldn't have you around to help me waste time at the office.
Miss you and the Big Greek--get home soon!
BTW, I love the Lobster Pot's neon sign!
Posted by: C-ring is Bee-Lee-Ring | September 12, 2006 at 04:23 PM
I'm just glad my people treated you well up there. Lord knows The Gays can be catty and bitchy...at just the wrong moment.
Now you can get back to the business of hating the weather and cursing the darkness like the rest of New York.
Posted by: Dan | September 15, 2006 at 09:13 AM