#justourthoughts

 **My face is priceless and tells all the shade of this experience without any words!** 

Through the duration of this 8-hourish flight to Paris, we continued to get these looks as we minded our business , enjoying each others company and the royal treatment you get when you are flying first abroad. It took all the Jesus in me not to go Diary of a Mad Black Woman off on my white counterparts. I collected myself, more so due to the fact that I am afraid of TSA  (too many Locked Up Abroad episodes) and not the least bit concerned with being labeled an angry, hostile, black woman.

Fast forward, here we are in 2014 and this incident still comes to  mind from time to time. Thinking back, this has happened to me countless times while traveling and is something that will most likely never go away. We live in a country that claims we are living in a post racial society. We all know that's the biggest lie, if you ever heard one.

I have come to an understanding with myself on this issue. Us, black jetsetters are a niche commodity, an oxymoron to the norm, a special breed, if you will. That is why for as long as you travel you will continue to be stared at, touched by curious children, asked to be photographed and constantly whispered about. As for the two of us , we will fight this ignorance, hidden racism and prejudice by booking a seat in 2A and most times by just booking a seat headed to an international destination.

Tell us, have you expired the traveling while black side eyes or dirty looks from other races? We want to hear about your experience!

                                     Luv, Lust & Wanderlust,