Sunday 27
Chris has got a bit of a head cold and made a late start. The Derby football game was on in Perth and he had it on the radio through internet. West Coast thrashed Fremantle, who managed a new lowest score. We spoke to Amanda and Steph (and grandbabies) on Skype, can’t wait to see them again, getting very close now.
We went for a wander to the old
port area which has been revamped with some interesting architecture.
They have left the old cranes both here and in other places along the Rhine as a nod to the past.
Discovered it is Christopher Street
Day which is Europe’s Gay Pride festival.
We had noticed that the hotel restaurant was overly represented by gay
men these last couple of mornings and now we know why. A great party atmosphere and lots of stalls
all along the waterfront. We did see the
tail end of a parade although there were only people walking, nothing really
exciting.
Gay Pride morphed over the years to include Lesbians, then Bi and Transexuals. By this time the group was known as GLBT. As we sat on the grass watching a veritable Noah's Ark of couples walking past, it was apparent that there are all these and far more out there.
There were a number of stalls selling all sorts of stuff (but not fridge magnets). The leather posing pouches started at over 100 euros. To save time on small talk at gay bars, they were selling bracelets that specified the particular preferences of the wearer. As Seinfelt says . . not that there is anything wrong with that.
Gay Pride morphed over the years to include Lesbians, then Bi and Transexuals. By this time the group was known as GLBT. As we sat on the grass watching a veritable Noah's Ark of couples walking past, it was apparent that there are all these and far more out there.
There were a number of stalls selling all sorts of stuff (but not fridge magnets). The leather posing pouches started at over 100 euros. To save time on small talk at gay bars, they were selling bracelets that specified the particular preferences of the wearer. As Seinfelt says . . not that there is anything wrong with that.
It feels like everyman and his dog is out in the old city area enjoying the sunshine. It really is packed. There are bands set up in different squares and it is very difficult to get past all the people who stand around enjoying the atmosphere. We sat for some time listening to a jazz band. (below)
Interior of St Andreas
Caryatids
City Pissoir (for men only - no doors, just creative wall placement to protect modesty)
Back to the hotel for dinner.
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