The knowledge that I am both Black and queer offers me more joy and solace than most things in my life. The creativity, the vulnerability and, frankly, the vibes remain unmatched. But as we know all too well, there’s a profound danger that comes hand-in-hand with being Black and LGBTQI, one that can have us looking over our shoulders, selfpolicing, and carefully and minutely adjusting behaviours in accordance with our safety needs.
Now picture all this but in a country you don’t know; one where the customs, attitudes and legislation are different and your protections may not be guaranteed. Returning to a country your parents wistfully call home becomes a scene of omission, perhaps only letting your extended family know the bare minimum, or nothing at all, in order to preserve your sanity. A couple’s holiday becomes a process of negotiation, potentially considering when and how you demonstrate affection and love without putting your values, relationship or safety in jeopardy. It’s a careful line that many of us have been forced to walk when we travel and it’s why I created the Black Queer Travel Guide (BQTG).