June 15, 2012
After college, when I moved to my grandma's house in Tampa, I adjusted to the culture shock quite well. I didn't waste any time; couldn't bear to waste any time. I didn't have my computer yet, and being it was a few years before the smart phone era, I did what I had to do. I took out a phone book and looked for gay bars. Found a place called the Rainbow Room. I went there, and was greeted by a lesbian couple who escorted me to the larger gay bar in town. But now. What is taking so long?