My notes on being a black American in Paris. Would I be following in the footsteps of other creative who sought refuge there during troubled American times á la Miles Davis or Josephine Baker? Or would I occupy a strange in between space?
In our video on Traveling As An Interracial couple in honor of Loving Day, Michele and I mainly discuss our experiences and social commentary as a whole, mentioning very few places so I wanted to make a list and share with you from BOTH of our experiences.
Ever so often on a press trip, if it’s a mix of influencers and journalists, the journalists often have horror stories of narcissistic influencer behavior and influencers have horror stories of crabs in a barrel behavior. I too have had some horror stories and I’m sure I’ve shocked an X Gazette decades long journalist or two whipping out my tripod and capturing video and DSLR shots simultaneously but I am respectful of the group. Luckily, more often than not, the sentiment is, “but this trip is different.” Such was the case in my recent trip to St Croix with the US Virgin Islands Tourism board. Could you believe a group of female entrepreneurs (and one male! Thanks for the pic Pablo Valentin) could meet, trade life stories, career advice and experiences? So here’s to making sure that special place isn’t filled with influencers! STOP with the mean girl behavior. Your fellow digital content creator has her own eye and has gotten far enough before she met you. No need to feel threatened that she’s going …
As an African American where are the best places to travel without experiencing racism? Here is Part 2 to my black-friendly travel destination list!
You haven’t really seen the real Morocco until you’ve been to Fez we heard.
Most tourists skip Fez, Morocco’s oldest city. That’s a big mistake.
Here are some of the best cemeteries in the world that draw thousands and in some cases millions of visitors each year, whether or not they have loved ones buried there!
Dar 7 Louyat in Fes, Morocco is a renovated 15th century mansion in the heart of the medina done right!
It’s ok to not like a place that everyone else raves about. Your experiences are uniquely your own! I didn’t like Chefchaouen. Here’s why!
As “others,” we are more often than not asked to define what we are. We also usually have a split second to decide the intentions of our interrogator. Am I black? Am I a New Yorker? Am I an American? Am I Caribbean-American? Naomi happens to love the word exotic. It conjures images of beautiful art. Jennifer and I are wary of the reductionist tone it often takes. Where do we belong?
