Etoile
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I just returned from RSVP's first-ever Alaskan Explorer cruise. RSVP, for those of you not already aware, is a gay and lesbian travel company. It was a working vacation for me, as I was recruited to be a sign language interpreter on board. Overall I would say it was a positive experience - it was so wonderful to be with so many gay people all week long! There were about 1835 passengers total, and only 147 women, so I was expecting to not see any women all week! But I saw them all the time...it was just the same ones over and over. Unfortunately there was a lot of misogyny on board. I bet these guys are fine in their everyday life, but when you put 1700 gay men all together they get a little hostile toward women.
What I found most peculiar, though, is that all week I was repeatedly accused (to my face, second-hand, etc.) of being straight. Apparently men saw my long hair and assumed I must be heterosexual. I was astonished that none of them had ever heard of femme lesbians - do they thing long-haired lesbians only exist in the fantasies of straight men?! One guy even asked me if I had a picture of my partner to "prove" it. I went to the net cafe on the ship, printed out a picture of my partner and I standing on either side of a well-known gay leather titleholder, and that seemed to satisfy this bozo. I wasn't surprised that I was mistaken for straight - I don't fit the dyke stereotype, and I know it - but that people were actually accusing me of it was rather amazing.
And yet while walking along the streets of Victoria (British Columbia) with a gay male friend from the ship, I had another weird experience. My friend had just taken out a cigarette and was about to light up, when a homeless (or at least poor) woman approached us and said "Gentlemen, can you spare a cigarette?" As we walked away, I asked my friend "she said gentlemen, right?" He thought it was amusing that I'd been having so many gender problems all week.
I definitely recommend an all-gay vacation, though. It was so wonderful to see couples openly holding hands, and it was way cool to invade various ports and scare away all the little old ladies from other cruise ships that were also docked at the same place.
What I found most peculiar, though, is that all week I was repeatedly accused (to my face, second-hand, etc.) of being straight. Apparently men saw my long hair and assumed I must be heterosexual. I was astonished that none of them had ever heard of femme lesbians - do they thing long-haired lesbians only exist in the fantasies of straight men?! One guy even asked me if I had a picture of my partner to "prove" it. I went to the net cafe on the ship, printed out a picture of my partner and I standing on either side of a well-known gay leather titleholder, and that seemed to satisfy this bozo. I wasn't surprised that I was mistaken for straight - I don't fit the dyke stereotype, and I know it - but that people were actually accusing me of it was rather amazing.
And yet while walking along the streets of Victoria (British Columbia) with a gay male friend from the ship, I had another weird experience. My friend had just taken out a cigarette and was about to light up, when a homeless (or at least poor) woman approached us and said "Gentlemen, can you spare a cigarette?" As we walked away, I asked my friend "she said gentlemen, right?" He thought it was amusing that I'd been having so many gender problems all week.
I definitely recommend an all-gay vacation, though. It was so wonderful to see couples openly holding hands, and it was way cool to invade various ports and scare away all the little old ladies from other cruise ships that were also docked at the same place.