As a heterosexual Black woman, the identities I often use to examine a culture and its history as I travel are based on race, gender, and occasionally class. One lens I’m privileged to not have to consider as deeply is sexual orientation and presentation.
In general, traveling abroad opens your eyes in all the expected ways. You try new food. You test new languages. You explore new geographies. But after nine months of non-stop international travel (I could have had a whole baby in this time!), I have found that one particular aspect of travel rattles me the most. That is when you find out how the people of your temporary home treated those that look like you. And those that don’t.
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