Travel log: Some naughtiness in Provincetown.

There's a similar blog entry at FC, but here I can be ahem... more explicit, shall I say? :)


So it was the end of the afternoon, I spent all day in Provincetown (or "pea town" as they say!) and I was undecided as to what to do next.

Then, I saw these guys wearing a smile... and a towel and not much else.

Ooookay! That will teach me when I wear my kilt in public!

Speaking of towels, I never manage to tie a towel that it would stay tied long enough. So when I saw these guys... Hey! Talk about living dangerously. Whoopy!

Then I had visions of these guys walking in the crowded streets of Montréal. I'm wondering whether it would be possible. Even at our gay village. I'm still wondering. :)

Anyhow, checking the Flex bus schedule, I figure I could stay in P-Town long enough to see their show and I could catch the last bus back to North Eastham.

So this is their flyer that they are distributing. I immediately recognize the name, The Crown and Anchor. I remember reading a couple of times in The Cape Codder that they ran afoul with town hall. Things were a tad _too_ explicit... which makes you wondering, especially in a town like Provincetown!

Which reminds me of one of our famous local politicians, which got known for this statement: "If it shakes, it's obscene!"

Ooookay! The fun of being single and therefore unattached... is precisely the fun of being single and unattached, if you catch my drift. :)

For years, I passed by The Town and Anchor, they're highly visible on the main street, but without actually going there. I figure that tonight is the night. Besides, it's also a restaurant, so food for the stomach... and food for the eyes. So I took the combo! :)

So... are these boys true to their name? I have to say that we all probably suffer from ADD, or Attention Deficit Disorder. early on. My mind (and my EYES!) are just... ahem, elsewhere. All these dangling things, you know!!!

They did a good musical review, but I'm a poor judge. On vacations, I'm good public, maybe *too* good public. Entertain me for the next 90 minutes, that's all I'm asking. I won't notice the imperfections, the glitches, etc... as long as I have a good time. And a good time, I did have, and in many ahem... ways!

I like observing people. On that night, there were some guys, cool, observing the show, but there were a lot of gals, and for them, it was their night! I guess it's like a child at a candy store, in awe at all the goodies on display. You want them all! I'd bet my paycheck that this is what these honest ladies had in their mind, heh!

And then, they keep saying that only guys think about sex all the time and gals are above all these lowly considerations! Yeah sure, I buy that argument! Hehehe...

Gay culture.
These guys weren't the only one distributing brochures. I got that one on the left. To the straight, the name may not mean much, but in the gay culture, the guy is an icon.

And I was a bit surprise (and also delighted) to see his name and that he was in town, because for years I haven't heard of him. Jeff Stryker got his reputation many years ago in the porn business. His manly attribute was said to be at least a foot long.

The ladies will tell you this, the gay guys will also say the same, while it's true that size does matter... it does matter when you don't want to get hurt, if you catch my drift. A more reasonable size will make us happy, I can tell you. :)

Cheers!

-E