This week in f/a school has most definately been much better. Started off the week by spending a day (meaning 8 am to 5 pm) on exactly what a flight attendant does from the moment she gets on the plane to when the customers deplane. The following day was spent on emergency evacuations. For example, what do you do when you're sitting in an exit row and you need to open that window up because its the only way off the burning aircraft? At this point, my airline felt that we were ready to observe a real flight.
So I was sent to San Diego.
The coolest part about my flight to SAN was the f/a who'd been flying with the company for 41 years. That means my mom was 8 when this lady, Linda, started flying. (Happy Birthday Mom!). Her usual route was to LGA and back, on Tuesdays and Thursdays; she picked this trip up for fun. Linda had awesome stories about fighting for the right for pregnant women to keep their jobs, when men joined the field, the depression in the 70's and 80's, and how much 9/11 has changed things. It made me realize that if this crazy grandma could do her job for 4 decades, I could quite possibly make it to 2008 as a flight attendant.
Valentine's Day was rather uneventfull. A few of the girls had roses delivered to the hotel. My roommate and I went out to eat and I now eat sushi. Now I can count the days for that 24 hour layover in NRT!!!
I'm beginning to miss you all - it can get quite lonely and disconnected from the rest of the world. I suppose that's the point of training for 5 weeks. At least this time around, I'm doing something for me that I really enjoy. Us flight attendants, we're just special people. Very special, as Colleen would say.