Portland Pride was a lot of fun, particularly hanging out with my buddy Mark (who flew in from Wyoming) and my buddy Greg.
Greg, however, flaked out on us early. He spotted his ex and got all upset and depressed. His ex is a jerk and they have been split up for four years, but Greg still decided to leave us and go home.
Mark and I were a bit annoyed (since both of us traveled in order to go to Gay Pride with Greg), but we carried on, visiting gay bars, block parties, and strip clubs (male strippers, of course) in downtown Portland.