Okay, so Halloween is approaching and since the festivities here in gay Fort Lauderdale don’t seem like the cat’s meow some of you might be considering traveling a little further of a distance for a good time. Â If you’re thinking of Moon Fest, you might want to rethink your plans.
Last year my best friend, my brother and I decided that we would go to downtown West Palm to Clematis and experience Moon Fest. Â First of all, crowded does not even begin to describe the masses. Â Now, crowds are to be expected on Halloween but you couldn’t even move inside of clubs. Â You couldn’t move if you could make it in to one of them, anyway.
If you actually make it inside, you’ll more than likely go broke from buying A DRINK. Â The bars jack up their prices because they know you basically won’t have a choice. Â The worst part of the entire night are the fights that break out. Â Last year at about 12:30am a tear gas bomb was set off to subdue the crowd. Â That shit burns.
On top of everything, since there is so many people the bars and clubs lose the flare that sets each one apart from the next. Â A gay bar is no longer a gay bar because everyone just congregates anywhere there’s room. Â A hipster club is no longer a hipster club because it gets to the point where people just want to go inside off of the street and they don’t care where it is.
In conclusions…Moon Fest blows. Â END SCENE