Attached: 1 image Traveling while queer is so often an experience of weird looks, people trying to reconcile the beard and the skirt, quick vibe-checks when entering a business to make sure I feel safe. It's an absolute delight to stop into a little breakfast place as we're getting on the road, and have the big questions be about how we liked our drinks because the person making them was trying something new today. (The answer is that they were excellent.) Genuine friendliness to the queer couple in a small town is such a nice way to start a day.