After finding out about the island of Sylt, at a Japanese restaurant, I went in search of some gay friendly fun. I like to google gay bars whenever I am in a city I am not familiar with. I could expound on why but that might get awkward. I've said too much already.
Anyhow, what I find, is almost always, inevitably, created by testosterone for testosterone. And I go home alone.
Here is my impression of most gay scenes in most of the cities I've been in, minus the foam, in two photos.