Thursday, December 16, 2010
I do, however, have this little story to share.
I recently worked the two day domestic trip - its on our Boeing 777 and not all domestic flight attendants are qualified to work this particular aircraft. I made friends with the crew, most of which I'd never worked with before. The service manager and I started joking around, referring to the aisle as a catwalk/run way... and before I knew it, just prior to landing I was working that catwalk, did a spin and stuck the landing like the gymnast I never was. I know none of the passengers were paying attention to me, but my burst of laughter that followed was hard to miss. Its just fun to work with cool people who are in it - the job, LIFE - for the shits and giggles. Lord knows that's what I'm after.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
We finally got that new crew hotel for our long LHR layovers! Its a reasonably nice hotel somewhere in Kensington, and I just love being in central London again. I would have liked to have followed Pinto's example of doing a layover on less than $50 USD, but I wasn't quite dressed to spend much time outside; it was rather breezy and I didn't have a jacket. I did, however, manage to wonder around our new 'hood and find the coolest pub ever! The building is covered in ivy and vines and foliage, with various flags flying from the rooftop - UK, Irish, and something else. I wish I would have taken a picture but I already felt like a poorly dressed American tourist. Inside is a classic pub, with a lovely bar and great beer selection. But if you continue around the bar to the right and keep heading to the back, all of a sudden you're in a Thai restaurant! That's decorated like an English butterfly garden! So I got myself a Guinness and a table, ordered green curry with prawns and gorged myself on some of the best Thai I've had in a while. I can't wait to take crew members and enjoy it with others.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
So just now, at this very moment, I was bringing my bag upstairs to un- and re- pack for my trip to who knows where tomorrow, and bam! Gone. The handle broke. I pitched a mini melt down for dramatic effect, seeing as I don't have a back up suitcase. My father promised to glue it and bring my beloved roller that I've had for as long as I've been flying back to life. My game plan is to invest in a new roller tomorrow to have just in case.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Can you tell I'm ready to go back to work???
Thursday, September 2, 2010
As it would turn out, I have a bad alternator. The shop I took it to actually put in this now bad alternator about a year and a half ago - half a year over the warranty. The whole thing is going to cost me $400 for a "new" (they don't make new ones for my car, only re - somethings... so technical, right?) part and labor. I told him time wasn't too important... its not like I'm going back to work just yet. I suppose the light on the dash should have been my first clue...
Monday, August 30, 2010
At the moment I'm down the shore at J's house. Yesterday her, her father and his friend went out to 'shred the gnar' or surf for you non-beach dwellers. Waves were totally kicking with Hurricane (?) Danielle. Don't tell my mom, but I totally went too! I double bagged my sneakered foot and gimped my way out onto the sand with a chair and sat on the beach. I figured if J's dad, a doctor, said it okay then should she find out, I can't get in trouble. And let me tell you, it was glorious. The sun was beginning to set, the sand cooling down... well worth being forced back to crutches that evening.
As for today, it's been kind of awful sitting here looking at the ocean a block away... I'm itching to hit the beach too. For those of you not in the big dirty, the sky is a perfect cloudless blue and it's lets get in the water hot - perfection.
Next week? Maybe? C'mon Doc!!!
Sunday, August 29, 2010
On my next 'date' with Doctor, I'll have to express to him that while I'm glad that he moved all my spots on my heel it was rather inconsiderate that he did the ball of my foot at the same time. Both parts are essential to walking, thus cramping my style. My crutch free style!
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
I woke up Monday morning to find airport alert on my line at 18:30. I was convinced all day that due to the number of pairings in open time, scheduling was going to call at a moments notice and reassign me to an earlier check in... which leads to this state of heightened alert and makes me not want to leave the house. I could have used a trip to target and the library. I left for work early just in case, but sat my alert regardless. I got called around 8:45 or so for late 3 day Shannon that gets back early.
And it's good to be "home".
Shannon is my thinking place. It seems whenever I need a time out or that I have my priorities askew, I end up here in Ireland with plenty of time to contemplate and accept. Complete attitude adjustment. I also love the Indian place upstairs, across from Dunnes. Delicious! Great crew, great trip and I know I'm going home a happy camper.
Even though I'm only good for one day...
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Friday, July 16, 2010
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
2. someone with a mullet. This is the east coast so sightings are a bit more rare here in EWR as opposed to other places
3. Men refusing to put their belts back on, therefore just walking around holding them.
4. Three girls doing laps, as in wearing running gear like shorts, tees, sneakers, carrying no bags and just running.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Yours Truly and the Brandenburg Gate
Berlin Wall, and my sweet Chucks
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Sunday, June 20, 2010
next day I went down the shore and spent the day on the boat, day
drinking, and eating more seafood than got destroyed in the Gulf (too
soon?). I briefly contemplated picking up a trip during the madness,
but there really weren't many trips in there. I ended up with airport
appreciation at 19:05 with a few friends. It was a good time until I
got called for Oslo. Four day Oslo. I threw myself a reserve sucks
pity party en route to the gate but was pleasantly surprised once
things started going. Great crew, okay croud. And now that I'm sitting
here, day three in Norway's capital, it's pretty nice to relax and sit
and do nothing. Yesterday we went to the grocery store and stocked up
on basic provisions... and now I'm having a difficult time finding
motivation to get out of bed!
Saturday, June 12, 2010
But should I have? I had an awesome crew to Bristol, flew with one of
my favorite captains, cheap and delicious Indian for dinner. All in
all a great trip.
Good for one day, no personal drops awarded. AMC to MEX and back. Oh
that's right. Mexico City turn. That gets back well after Berlin
leaves. I'm currently eating my feelings in the terminal and drowning
my sorrows in coffee. It could be worse.
PS - that's my game plan to make it alive out of this 11 hour turn.
Just keep eating! I'll work out double tomorrow.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Oslo. Ew. I was hoping that by choosing not to pick up a trip I might
end up with something fabulous. Wrong. I called this morning to be
added to the guest purser list. A purser is the lead flight attendant
who makes all the announcements and is responsible for the flight.
When I was domestic I prefered to fly lead; internationally the job is
a bit more intense. I think it has to do with larger crews and more
time crammed together in an aluminum tube doing 500 mph. My favorite
part is making announcements. And someday, auf deutsch! Dreaming big,
I know. But as for today, here goes my attempted to get a different
Monday, June 7, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Adam's Dead Guy and my Exit 4... *sigh*
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
Maureen, quick look! A non-food photo!
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Friday, May 14, 2010
eating tour of everything and everywhere. On the 12th, we had Thai for
lunch, then ice cream because it was a bit spicy for yours truly,
followed by two big dark beers called Alligator at the Bavarian
restaurant, dinner at the Ratskeller which is one of the nicer joints
in town (I had pork roast with red cabage and J had schnitzel),
strudel for dessert, followed by a night of more beers. There are no
pictures of these particular culinary delights.
The next day was a national holiday and we purchased a Bayern ticket
for the two of us and rode trains all day for 28€. Our first stop was
in Donauwörth at a Greek Brauhaus and here are the two pictures, soup
and main entree. Amazingly delicious. Then in Nürnberg we just had hot
chocolate and a raisin pretzel. There was no need for dinner. And once
I get home, I'll be sure to post real pics. Make sure not to drool on
your computer screen!
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
a particular Asian country that is known to photograph their food
prior to consumption. I tried so discreetly to snap this shot... But
based on prinicple alone, I must be one of them.
This is my Jaegerschnizel mit pomme fritz, post-eatum. And it was
delicious. I ordered the klein, smaller portion, and the waitress
appologized upon it's arrival as this was anything but little. I did
my best to finish, as I always do. I have yet to clear a plate since
I've been here. Next time, next time.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
beer for breakfast! While it may be a cover, it's still one of my
favorites. And prior to yesterday, I'd never experienced such morning
nonsense. Now that I have, let me tell you, it's delicious. I had a
traditional Bavarian breakfast with white brats with sweet mustard,
pretzel with butter, and a mighty delicious Franziskaner. I wanted
coffee because it was a bit early, but the beer just matches the
flavors so well that it's just not an option. The traditional meal
isn't something that you have everyday, just a special occation kind
of thing. But beer with breakfast, especially this beer with these
brats, is quite alright in my book!
Friday, May 7, 2010
This evening I was invited out to a house warming party. I was excited
to go and looking forward to the company and being with real German
people. So I get there and the first thing I noticed was a pile of
shoes in the hall equal to that of people there. Which means I'm going
to have to take off my shoes. I'm wearing socks, but like totally and
completely ridiculous socks, and now everyone shall see just how
obsurd they are. Awesome. Now without saying a word, I have just
become that girl. That American girl, that girl with the socks, that
girl who speaks piss pour German...
For those of you who have seen my sock collection or who know me well,
wouldn't expect anything less. And here is a snap shot of these
particular socks. In terms of my collection i feel as though they are
rather tame. Just not in a strange country, where I don't know anyone,
when I can barely get a few words out...
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
week and I enjoy my new friend's company, as they are a native English
speaker too. Now that I got my cool German cell phone to work, we
exchanged numbers and I was invited out for a beer this evening. I got
all dressed in my fancy party top (because I know if I don't wear it
now I won't later), put my face on and eyes in (contacts! ooo fancy)
and was headed out the door. I put my key in the lock to open the door
and it wouldnt turn. I kept twisting and prying and pulling to no
avail. I even got Martina to help - nothing. We called Sister Reggie
and she said the door is broken and will call someone in the morning.
I could leave, but I wouldn't be able to get back out. Awesome. I
finally have something to do and someplace to go with someone and I am
LITERALLY locked inside of a convent. I know, I know. It's funny. But
I know you think it is far funnier than I do.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
which clearly is not one of my shining personality traits. Prior to
arriving at the nunnery, I was aware that no one really has dryers in
Europe. And at the convent, that is most certainly a luxury they can
do without. Anticipating this to be the situation, I woke up early
Sunday morning and put a mini load of my underpants, socks, tee shirts
and pjs in the washer at 8:45. They were still spinning around at
10:40 when it was time to leave for mass! I got back from church
around 1 and hung everything to dry. It's now Tuesday morning and
things still don't feel exactly what I would call dry. And they're
stiff! I used fabric softener too! Oh how I long for that fresh dryer
sheet smell and feel of warm clean clothes straight from the dryer.
Americans are so spoiled. Enjoy your Maytags. I'll see mine in two
Monday, May 3, 2010
stories, how we met stories, our first kiss stories. Someday if you
ask me I'll tell you the best of my stories - my first kiss!, how I
stumbled upon my college boyfriend, meeting Mr. Chicago (that was
recent... might be in here somewhere), the bidding war that ensued at
a kids with cancer fundraiser... I got some good stories. But these
two are good and I'm almost sad neither is mine.
So on average, there 12 students in my German class; two are native
English speakers, one's an Aussie, the other from DC. The Aussie is
learning German because he married a German girl LAST WEEK and cannot
work here as the trained engineer he is without fluency. He met her
down under three years ago, and he showed her his homeland and they've
kept in touch, coming back to one another over time and distance, and
now they are married. As Long Duck Dong would say, "Married?" "Married!"
Now the kid from DC, let's call him Chris. Chris is cute, pushing 6'2,
blondish hair, blue eyes. Well traveled, spoken, educated and 23. He
graduated from the college, got some desk job which he quit to move to
Germany, learn the language and give things a go with his girlfriend
of five years. She was an exchange student at his high school his
senior year and they've been going back and forth ever since. I'm so
upset that Chris is a dude and tells 'dude bro' stories because I'm
sure the cutesy details would make you gush for a week! All of this
leads me to draw the conclusion that true gentelmen, romance, and
courting are all very much so alive and real.
Und ich sprecke Deutsch in the meantime ;)
Saturday, May 1, 2010
heard it compared to elementary school paper towels, but I'm not sure
if it's quite that rough. It is, however, thicker and I feel more
absorbant than classic American Scotts, which you need a million
sheets to complete the job. Not here, a few rectangles will do you
good. European toilet paper it isn't squared.
And to answer your question, yes. These are the important things I
observe and think about while not studying, eating too many pastries
or drinking beers like whoa. Life is simpler here. Just like the
Thursday, April 29, 2010
there is a big bread basket full of rolls an pretzels to the left of
the plate, with two types of mustard in the wooden canisters pictured
- honey dijion and spicy yellow. And as for you, Mr. SOB, below is
pictured some of the best potato salad i have ever had in my life.
Your little state side deli doesn't stand a chance to the real deal.
Ich liebe Deutschland!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
friends with the crazy Aussie who's German is about as good as mine,
and I bought a plant. My German is coming, slowly but surely, but I'm
happy to be here. I have such great freedom with my job and lifestyle;
I can't even begin to imagine what corporate America golden handcuffs
or settleing down feels like. It's finally beginning to sink in that
my life is far from the norm and just how lucky, how blessed, I truly
Monday, April 26, 2010
street from an antique store. I was obsessed with two things: the
postcards and the keys. I loved flipping through pictures of towns
past and reading the thoughts of people I would never know, who are no
longer with us. I also thought the old keys were beautiful and came
with so many questions. Why are they here in an antique store? What
did they once open? If I wear one as a necklace will it break my neck?
The postcards I studied in college (geography major, remember?); but
the keys - I have my own set now! The big cool old fashioned one opens
my room and the gate. The others open the main door and main gate.
Unfortunately for me, I can never get anything to unlock the first try
and stand for what feels like hours trying to open the door. And it's
loud too! I always make sure that I'm in and out at reasonable hours
because I know how awful it is that I can't even open the door quickly
or quietly. At least when I get my fancy Tiffany key for my birthday,
it will serve decoration purposes only!
And yes, that's my awesome bed spread with matching pillow case!
Sunday, April 25, 2010
country. Church bells chime every fifteen minutes, stores close mid
day, and apparently nothing is open on Sunday. I walked all around the
city yesterday and it is beautiful here. As a lover of land use
patterns, and Europe, the landscape is much to my liking and I'm sure
things will only get better once I can talk to people. Auf deutsch.
My room is basic and clean; it's part of a nunnery. I'm not sure how
many sisters live here but their chapel is around the corner from my
room. Rosaries or daily mass is at 6 depending on the day. This
morning Sister Reggie and I went to church and it's nice to know that
bad church behavior is language-less.
To be a bit honest, I'm ready to get to class and to do some serious
homework and studying. It would also be nice to meet some people my
age who don't wear a habit...
So yes, I finally made it to Augsburg, Germany to learn me some
deutsch. I've been waiting so long to get here - since the winter and
delayed in Shannon. And now I have the next three weeks to enjoy,
learn, and drink beer!
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Is making a draft and beautiful design
The options and possibilities
Are endless when we connect and re-align
Collections of books and documents
Arise and parade around my cluttered desk
Reworking the math and measurements
Until I'm convinced these plans are picturesque
Like mountains in the Midwest
Reaction creates the columns dark
And wide like the roads around Fort Lauderdale
The structures begin to take their shape
Before I've designed the public monorail
The turnpike and high-speed motorway
Connect and enclose the quaint suburban streets
The airport, the broad suspension bridge
The lake and the beach where several rivers meet
Compounded from the spreadsheet
A city sparkles in the night
How can it glow so bright?
The neighborhoods surround the soft florescent light
Designer skyline in my head
Abstract and still well-read
You went from numbered lines to buildings overhead
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
The latest update has us departing Ireland for the states on Thursday.
Will that actually happen? Your guess is as good as mine. I recently
made the switch to Sky news, as opposed to CNN, and they are far more
informative with better meteorologists and volcanologists. I also find
it strange that not one of the news agencies out there has mentioned
Irish airspace; if you look at a map, it becomes a bit more clear as
Thus far, I missed watching United States of Tara with my sister and
have had to cancel my first week of German class. If we are not out of
here by Friday, then I have to scrap the trip entirely. That is
looking like a real possibility.
Just like my new Irish boyfriend! AND the captain is all about it
because he can marry us on the plane! Haha, my mother would just LOVE
Sunday, April 18, 2010
"As I said to the family, it could be worse - Alyssa could be stuck here with me! 'Why didn't I get a trip? I wish I was on a trip. Why can't I go anywhere? When can I leave for Germany???'"
Thanks Mom. Love you too.
For those of you who know me well know just how psychotic I can get when it comes to work. I was excited to get this trip Tuesday night, so I wouldn't have to worry about scheduling Wednesday. And in all honesty, there is nothing in the above quote that isn't true. It does stink that I had to cancel my first week of German classes; I'm still scheduled to go for the last three until May 15. I'm also scheduled to leave Shannon on Tuesday. We'll see how that one goes.
It's nice being here in Ireland with other crew members who want to go home, be with their families, and take care of personal matters and projects; we are all in this together. I'm so thankful that I don't have any strings holding me to the states: no boyfriend, no husband, no kids, no bills, no house, and parents, who love me a lot, to take care of everything else.
The company has offered to buy us dinner tonight, which is nice. It's also 60 and sunny outside which for Ireland is even better. Tonight is also laundry night, as I have been wearing these jeans since Geneva and am down to one pair of underpants. We're going on the big tour tomorrow of touristy things; I'm excited for that. I told the crew that we can't come home after having been here for days on end and have our only activities be Indian and Thai curry, Guinness, and dancing into the wee small hours of the morn (80's night, Nancy Blakes, and that pub with the kid with braces). Besides, Mom said she'd pick up the tab for anything I couldn't afford ;)
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Leffe, cold Fanta, and a .5 liter hefeweizen... yum!
Saturday, April 10, 2010
I did try to pick up Manchester where they have a microwave in the crew room. Instead, I got assigned this trip, with no microwave, and a kebab shop two blocks away. And with the Swiss franc the way it is, that's about all I can afford.
PS - When you spell check on a French computer, English is wrong. I appologize for any mispellings; you know, more than the usual.