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Big News: I Have My Own Column!
Before Nicaragua or Guatemala, before I got a job with an airline or lived in Japan and before this blog existed or I even knew what the word ‘blog’ meant, there was India. And the four months I spent hauling my sweaty self up and down mountains and away from stampeding elephants and spitting camels. … Continue reading
Soon to be Unemployed?!
Air Hostess, courtesy of Moco Loco Art I might lose my job. I say might because right now everything is up in the air, but it’s looking like I’ll be unemployed again starting the end of the January. I’ve known since I started that this might happen. I was hired on as a seasonal (I.e, … Continue reading
The Dirty Side of Airline Work
A couple of weeks ago, while I was emptying the airplane trash bins, one of the bags split open and spilled a brown, milky liquid down the front of my skirt. “Ewww…” I shrieked. “Garbage juice!” That’s what’s I call the rancid liquid that pools at the bottom of the airplane trash bins. The airplane … Continue reading
The Mini-Vaca
Minature New York by Moon Pie I used to be anti the mini-vaca. A long weekend in Aruba? No thanks. Five days in Athens? Naw, I’d rather stay home. A few days out of a lifetime to be thrown away at a seaside resort wasn’t giving the city or country the respect it deserved. What … Continue reading
How far would you go to be able to fly for free?
If you’ve been wondering where I’ve disappeared to these past few weeks, you can look no further than the International terminal at the airport in San Franicsco. It seems that lately I’ve been working so many 17 hour shifts (yes, that’s 17 hours straight), that I’ve practically taken up permanent residence in the airport. I’m … Continue reading
