My sister's best friend came up to visit San Francisco last weekend. He planned it perfectly... a weekend to hang out in San Francisco PLUS the opportunity to experience San Francisco's Pride events. San Diego's got nothing on the San Francisco version, trust me!
On friday I joined the two of them on an adventure around the city. We stopped by some favorite local landmarks, and I drug him along to City Hall. City Hall is probably one of my very favorite places in all of San Francisco. The architecture makes my heart happy, and I love shooting weddings there. I don't know why, but I just assume everyone who comes to San Francisco will love it too, so I require them to visit and try to convince them to agree with me about how awesome it is.
Anyway, back to story.
We checked out City Hall and I noted to myself that there were a ton more security guards inside than there normally are. I thought that maybe they were just gearing up for the Pride celebrations that would be taking place outside the following day. After we finished up ooh-ing and aah-ing, I drug them along to one of my favorite bars close by (quick note-- I just realized that I sound like a horrible tour guide... dragging people to the places that *I* want to go to, and things that *I* want them to experience. Oopsie!). As we were enjoying a refreshing beer on that sunny afternoon day, we heard some exciting news... The stay on same sex marriages had been lifted and were set to resume any minute at City Hall. We all looked at each other, super stoked for the news, and feeling a connection with it, knowing that we were just at City Hall where so much happiness was about to take place...
But wait a minute. We're a few blocks away. We should go back.
So we did. We excitedly rushed back to San Francisco City Hall. We made our way inside and were immediately immersed in a large crowd of people. People that were there to get married. People that were there to celebrate the marriages of their friends and family. People that were there to offer support, cheers, and congratulations. My heart was bursting.
We got to see some of the very first same-sex marriages take place that day, including that of Ms. Perry and Ms. Stier, who were one of the two couples to challenge prop 8, and were first on the list to be granted their marriage rights. We stood huddled close, teary eyed, as we watched a few people say their vows in front of a hundred people (mostly strangers) who were there just to cheer them on.
We were also treated to a great performance by the San Francisco Gay Men's Chorus, which was pretty awesome to see too! Check out the video below to see a small glimpse of all the excitement that day. Sorry for the not-so-great quality... it was my first time using Instagram Video, y'all!