Pride is a time to reconnect with these friends and remember that – although we all identify in a variety of ways and have gone on to accomplish a multitude of different things – we have deep shared roots, and that’s worth revisiting each year.
When I arrived it was cold and grey, with most shops closed and only a few smattering of people walking down the street. Looking for some sign of life, I headed to the beach, where impressively tan and sculpted Spanish men languished in immodest Speedos.