(Note: Stop, before you go any further, and read how this all started! Friday’s write-up is here, and Saturday’s adventures are right here. )
Concluding: Sunday started relatively early, as three of us needed to get ready to be out, Loni, as she was in the parade with the River City Gems, one of a contingent of 15 or so lovely ladies in Southern Belle gowns, always a crowd favorite for the last couple years. Joni had to be out on the scene as one of the group monitors. As for myself, I figured I’d be photographing from the sidelines, or marching at the back of the Belles, in my normal attire. (A nice top and one of my new pairs of Dickies Girl college pants, which I picked up on sale at Sears a couple weeks back.)
Sunday: After a quick breakfast at Denny’s (Yet again, since it was in walking distance, and fairly quick.), Loni and I met Tilda and Cheryle as they were catching a taxi to get within a couple blocks of the parade staging area. (Not a small task when you can’t wear a hoop skirt while sitting down in the back seat of a taxi cab.) – The driver said he’d come back for us, but after 15-20 minutes, we gave up and walked eastward, once again, several blocks, with my Android phone, GPS, and Google Maps to the rescue once again.
Continue reading #99 – Looking Back: My SF Pride 2011 Weekend — Sunday