The Amazing Thing We’ve Learned From 17 Years of Travel as a Lesbian Couple

“I hope you don’t mind me asking, but are you sisters? You look so alike,” said the clearly inebriated woman sitting next to us on the plane.

We were on a flight from Auckland and the captain had just requested that we secure our seatbelts for landing in Sydney. “I’ve wanted to ask since I got on the plane,” she added, slurring her words.

When I hesitantly explained that we were a couple, she didn’t hide her surprise, but nevertheless reacted positively.

“Oh, I love lesbians,” she enthused, in an attempt to show us how open-minded she was.