Interacial gay

Certainly, we are not the only interracial or gay couples traveling. If we can offer some insight on how it is, we should. And it is also the one that is most obvious: We are an interracial couple. So before anyone knows we are gay they can obviously tell that one of us is white and one of us is black.

Usually, this is where any problems arise. People are surprised when we tell them that Brandon has been on the receiving end of a lot of racism around the world.

Interracial Gay Family Handbook

We will be the first to tell you: We do not live in a post-racial world. Our first brush with racism abroad came in Argentina in May of Brandon and my mom were walking down a street in Buenos Aires in broad daylight when two men across the street yelled the N-word at Brandon.

No words had been exchanged prior to that; it was a completely random interacial gay. FortunatelyBrandon is used to this sort of thing and they just continued on. Unfortunatelythis kind of unprovoked racist incident was not the only one. Our next brush with shitty racist attitudes was quite a shock because it seemed to come from an entire country.

We started in Sofia, Bulgaria, and we were scheduled to spend a month. Bulgaria is not a rich country and struggles with corruption and you could tell from the attitude of its people. Yes, this is a generalization. There was an undercurrent of malice from just about everyone towards Brandon.

We would walk the streets and the way people stared and scowled at him was quite apparent. Many times people would make a wide berth as we walked by. This all culminated when someone called him the N-word in a bathroom in the seaside resort area of Sunny Beach. There is hope for humanity, however, as three Norwegian guys came to his defense and we ended up hanging with them all night and are friends still to this day.

Sadly, this was not an isolated interacial gay in Eastern Europe. He was very loud and thought Brandon was French. Thankfully, a couple people, including the barista at the coffee counter at the bus station, yelled at him and corralled him outside while Brandon stood calm under his spittle assault.

You have to give it to my husband. He withstands these things stoically and with calm pride. Still, one cannot judge all Eastern European countries in the same light. We had been told by many people that we would experience racism in Serbia, as one example.

Yet, we had no problems in Serbia. Despite seeing few other black people there, no one looked twice at Brandon. And even at a warehouse party we went to, he was the most popular person in the room.