Posted August 21, 201014 yr We unknowingly stayed at a hotel in the part of Cape Cod (P-Town or Provincetown) that is apparently the gay/lesbian resort mecca of the east coast! Imagine my surprise. What a crazy vacation that turned out to be. I could tell you guys a million stories! Best Italian food in The Cape! Peppino's
August 21, 201014 yr "We unknowingly stayed at a hotel in the part of Cape Cod (P-Town or Provincetown) that is apparently the gay/lesbian resort mecca of the east coast!" How does anyone visit unknowingly Provincetown during the peak of high season? clevelandskyscrapers.com Cleveland Skyscrapers on Instagram
August 21, 201014 yr Because Provincetown hotels are dog-friendly. None of us knew it was like that but we had a blast regardless. It's a fun place. Wellfleet is probably my favorite part of Cape Cod though.
August 21, 201014 yr we unknowingly...?!! hmmmm... :laugh: regardless, i *heart* the cape -- good work. ptown is nice enough but i hope there is much more cape to come than just the gay ghetto!
August 21, 201014 yr "We unknowingly stayed at a hotel in the part of Cape Cod (P-Town or Provincetown) that is apparently the gay/lesbian resort mecca of the east coast!" How does anyone visit unknowingly Provincetown during the peak of high season? If you didn't know when before you got there, I imagine Tranny Marilyn Monroe would have tipped you off
August 21, 201014 yr "We unknowingly stayed at a hotel in the part of Cape Cod (P-Town or Provincetown) that is apparently the gay/lesbian resort mecca of the east coast!" How does anyone visit unknowingly Provincetown during the peak of high season? If you didn't know when before you got there, I imagine Tranny Marilyn Monroe would have tipped you off Actually it was Tranny LadyGaga/Madonna and Tranny Whitney Houston on Commercial St. that did. Provincetown wasn't our main destination, we had a hard time finding hotels on The Cape that would take dogs without ridiculous fees and people suggested Provincetown, near the beach. The whole east coast trip was unplanned so we ended up at a lot of strange places for various reasons (Sleepy Hollow, NY, the Rockefeller estate, Penn State, Manhattan).
August 22, 201014 yr Looks like a beautiful area. Oh, it's fantastic in terms of architecture and the people. I don't really buy into the stuck up WASP stereotype; even the Boston people were cool. Just don't go there expecting to get laid! The luckiest I got was a "lesbian" bartender at the vixen unraveling her tie and dress shirt flashing me behind the bar (I was hitting on her straight sister and I guess she had something to prove but I sure wasn't complaining)! People at the bars we talked to kept saying we sound like we're from "south of the mason/dixon line". We kept looking at each other like " :?" I haven't heard that term since like 7th grade in social studies. It blew their mind that we're from Ohio. Then someone asked him if he's from Zanesville because of his accent and the guy was spot on because my brother's dad's side of the family are all from Zanesville. I like how when you go to a resort town everyone's all inquisitive about where you're from.
August 22, 201014 yr LOL!!! You're a hoot! "You don't just walk into a bar and mix it up by calling a girl fat" - buildingcincinnati speaking about new forumers
August 22, 201014 yr LOL I remember this place. Once we realized we were in gay central, we started asking people where the "straight bar" is. Of course they were all like "uhh, you're in P-Town" but TWO people suggested this "Governor Bradford" place so I got optimistic. We walk in, and there's all these people dancing to drag-queen karaoke, and we move on downstairs to the basement. NOTHING but dudes, with their shirts off! The place smelled like jock straps and Old Spice! What was this some sort of prank? Can't say I blame them though, if I was a local I'd probably pull the same thing lol
August 24, 201014 yr Faaaab-you-lous thread, David. I think UO should proclaim you an honorary homo. Do we have a certificate for that? :wink:
August 25, 201014 yr A couple reminders if you decide to stay in this town: 1.) Stay away from this one harbour in Wellfleet by the business district (I don't know the name). The whole area by that seashore smelled like some woman there needed to close her legs. Maybe that's why it's so gay on the other side of the tip of the boot. 2.) Do not stay at the Cape Inn. That place was lame. Once we got there, we go in the lobby and there must have been 40 people lounging around, ON THEIR LAPTOPS. At night. That was the first indication that this wasn't my kind of place but I thought, well, there must be some interesting people around here I could meet (mind you I was still thinking I could actually find some women here...hah!) My brother says there's a bar attached to the hotel and he goes in while I'm in the room, then he comes back to the room. He's like "you're not going to believe it". I'm like "what?" He's like "come here and just see. I follow him in there and it's a bar fully stocked with liquor with a kitchen in the back to order food, but right in front of that is a bunch of tables where people are packed in, sitting there GLUED to a big projector screen playing some lame Ben Stiller movie! I'm thinking "Are you serious?! People came to a resort to watch Ben Stiller at the bar when they're not checking their facebook!?" Even the people sitting at the bar were facing the movie. We figured screw it, we're going to make the best of it. My brother starts hitting on this gorgeous Bulgarian girl who just came out of the kitchen (they import help from Eastern Europe instead of using Mexicans like we do in Ohio but they all have boyfriends in Bulgaria - imagine that) and I'm ordering from the bar. I asked the lady bartender, who had to be like 80 years old, if I could get a double Jack and Coke and some entrees. She's like "we don't do doubles". Then this woman hits a button and goes "Intermission!" and everyone stares at us until she puts the movie back on. She brings me out this huge tall glass that must have had like 4 shots worth of Jack in it. Grandma hooked it up! We ended up joking around with each other and even with the bartender; being really loud, disturbing everyone's movie on purpose. Oysters came out and I hate seafood to death but I figured since they're fresh here I'd try 'em out. I put some lime-salsa on it and knocked it back, gripped onto the bar table for dear life because this stuff was slimey and absolutely the most disgusting tasting thing I've ever had. Everyone's turned around, watching and laughing as I go through like 10 different facial expressions and emotions, kicking my feet- but it motivated me to finally get it down. Afterwards I had to wash it down with the rest of the Jack and Coke. It is very true what they say about oysters and I couldn't have been in a worse part of Massachussetts at a worse time. We walked into town, onto Commercial St. and BAM! Rainbow flag tarps hung all over across the streets, trannys, gay guys kissing everywhere, the whole nine. That's when I knew I wasn't in Kansas anymore.
August 25, 201014 yr :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: Wonderful narrative, David! You should post that as a review on whatever booking service you used to reserve your room.
August 25, 201014 yr Wonderful narrative, David! You should post that as a review on whatever booking service you used to reserve your room. Well thank you. I like to think of myself as an off-color version of Tony Bourdain. Oh, and on this trip, there was no reservation :-P
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