I had an overdose of pink this weekend at the Gay Pride. It was hunting season for me and my gay friends in Amsterdam. I brought my gay radar and shot a couple of bears and a lost dyke; even a few gay friendly Dutch celebrities in their natural habitat.
At first it was so crowded, with three rows thick on the canal shores there was no proper place to watch the parade. People were climbing parking meters, hung out of windows and doing everything possible to get a glimpse of the hysterical bouncing boats. I was glad I arranged a spot on a boat on the Prinsengracht. Then hell broke loose and the rain began to pour from the sky. Fortunately, I already took a few hundred pictures. When I walked back home everybody took shelter from the rain. I took leave, drained but gaily amused.
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