“Travel is about fun and exploration, coming out to a stranger is no way to kick-off a vacation,” says Robert Geller, Founder and CEO of FabStayz. “Be your ‘FabSelf’ wherever your travels take you. No more scouring listings for clues if the host is LGBT+ welcoming, an ally or member of our community. FabStayz wants to take away all the guesswork for the LGBT+ traveler.”
According to Geller, property owners listed on FabStayz must meet the platform’s criteria of seven months minimum hosting on another major platform (like Airbnb, Vrbo, Booking.com, TripAdvisor and HomeAway), with at least 10 great to excellent reviews. Additionally, all FabStayz hosts agree to FabStayz diversity and inclusion statement.
Within weeks of launching, FabStayz had quintupled its hosts and featured a castle in France, tiny homes in Portland, a vintage RV in Los Angeles, and rental listings throughout the United States, Brazil, Canada, Greece, Italy, Mexico, Netherlands and the U.K., among others.
Sail with IQ! I’m so excited to take my first ever cruise today! Fresh off its completely revolutionized makeover, the Celebrity Summit will sail from New York (Port Liberty, NJ) with stops up the coast in St. John, New Brunswick-Canada; Bar Harbor, Maine; and an overnight in Provincetown, Massachusetts to coincide with the Carnival Week kick-off party.
The Summit will be the largest ship to ever overnight in P-town and I’ll be sharing this “first” with about 2,000 new best friends, all joining VACAYA’s inaugural cruise.
VACAYA is the first LGBTQ+, adults-only vacation company to launch in decades–focused on creating bespoke experiences that welcome all members of our community. In their own words: “Traveling with VACAYA is all about being completely comfortable in your own skin, no matter where you fall on the LGBTQ+ spectrum. Whether you’re single, coupled, black, white, skinny, thick, or even straight, you’ll easily find a welcoming tribe.”
Follow my travels through Instagram posts and stories to experience all the theme parties, destinations and the entire extravaganza of my first ever “gay cruise.”
Aerial view of Los Haitises National Park in Samana, Dominican Republic
As your plane descends toward the Samana airport, you’ll see postcard-perfect views of a natural paradise: rolling hills of lush, green forests pressed against countless kilometres of pristine beaches. The Samana Peninsula, which juts from the northern coast of the Dominican Republic, is about a four-hour direct flight from Toronto or Montreal, but a worlds-away tropical escape for the entire family.
Partly because of its geographical positioning, Samana has retained a unique identity from its resort-packed sister cities. Up until the Samana Highway was finished in 2009, the five-hour drive from Santo Domingo kept the province isolated even from other Dominicans. Now a 2½ hour drive from its capital and with increasing flight access to Canada, Samana is ready to welcome tourism to its unique topography and cultural history. Pack your swimsuits in the suitcase and your curiosity in the carry-on, and prepare for a combination of adventure and relaxation…
Innkeepers in the United States and Canada are thanking the brave men and women who have served in their country’s armed forces the best way they know how… with hospitality.
On November 11, (Veteran’s Day in the U.S. and Remembrance Day in Canada), an estimated 1,000 inns and bed & breakfasts in both countries will offer complimentary stays to veterans and current military personnel.
Entering its fourth year, the B&B for Vets program aims to offer a much-needed break to veterans who may not otherwise be able to afford a vacation. Many of the participating inns and B&Bs are donating guest rooms for free stays on November 11, and others are offering special military discounts throughout the weekend.
Veterans (with military ID) interested in reserving a room should contact the inn/B&B where they wish to stay.
“I’ve never left the country,” he said, “Well, except that one time I went to Mexico as a kid.”
“Really?! Never?!” (Pause. Ponder. Proceed.) “Do you even have a passport?”
“Nope, never have.”
The challenge was on! I would oversee my boyfriend’s first passport stamp. I didn’t know when or where or how I could afford to make it happen but I could not pass up an opportunity to be the first.
You see, as a gay New Yorker over 30, there are few “firsts” left to experience in the relationship realm. Everyone remembers his first kiss (Gaby. At a strip mall after seeing Back to the Future Part 3. I wore a t-shirt with French writing and jeans tightly squeezing my belly to an overflow), first serious relationship (sweet Perry, 6’3” Texan molecular biologist. Mom was proud.), first sexual encounter (names have been omitted to protect the not so innocent); and now, after 10 years in New York and many Tom, Dick and Harrys, the universe was once again anointing me a first.
Excluding my tall Texan, my 20’s had been peppered by mostly short courtships. And pepper was a seasoning I enjoyed: spicy, readily available in most establishments, and often a little went a long way. But now I found myself in completely uncharted territory. As our one-year anniversary approached, I found it essential to mark this momentous occasion with a sweeping, romantic gesture. How amazing would it be to take my boyfriend to Paris? Amazing! How amazing would it be to be able to afford to take my boyfriend to Paris? Amazingly unlikely. So, with the globe whirling in my head, I searched for passport stamping possibilities closer to home…and I landed on the perfect place.
Montreal is at once foreign and familiar, romantic and practical, historic and modern. After a stroll through the cobblestone streets of Old Montreal, you discover there is nothing pedestrian about the glorious Notre-Dame Basilica and the surrounding 18th and 19th century architecture. In 2006, Montreal was the fist North American city appointed a UNESCO City of Design; that same year it hosted Montreal Rendez-Vous, the first edition of the World Outgames (a gay Olympics of sorts). Close to home, it is the perfect water for an inexperienced traveler to dip his newly pedicured toe.
We stayed at La Conciergerie, a gorgeous Victorian guesthouse, walking distance from Old Montreal and The Village (and somehow made it onto their website… in the hot-tub). The house was cozy and inviting, with beautiful gardens and terraces, and the staff was helpful and shirtless. There is no reasonable explanation for why these qualities complement each other, but somehow they did.
The spine of The Village is Sainte Catherine Street, the gay epicenter of Montreal. Within these few blocks you will find what you are looking for. We visited during the summer and discovered the festivities spilling onto the streets’ sidewalk cafes. Whether you prefer a bar (Sky), a strip club (Stock; Campus) or a dance club (Unity; Parking), you can easily stumble into an itinerary without much advance planning.
And that is part of the beauty of Montreal. It is the most cosmopolitan of small towns – the rare combination of old world charm and progressive thinking. Within a block, a bloke can find a romantic candlelit restaurant or a bathhouse. Combining passion and romance, it is the ultimate backdrop for any love story –the perfect place to celebrate a first and whet the appetite for what’s to come.