Hello to you all,
I have been wondering what my first post should be for a while, since I don’t want to just go straight into it without some sort of background story, without it being an about me sort of page. The idea of this blog has been in motion for a while, and here it is.
I figured that since I have been flying for over 6 months that it would be a perfect place to start, and it has been the most incredible 6 months for me. So here goes…
Last year I had just returned home from a stint in Australia, and I honestly had no idea what I was going to do with myself. I had just come back to a life that I honestly thought I’d never see ever again, but there I was. Back in 2012 I had applied for a few major airlines to no avail, and I suppose that lead me to working in the French Alps, and then Australia. It was something that I had wanted for a long time, and could see myself doing, but I was very wary of being given the “try again next time” email. I recall being on my flight back to Manchester thinking “if these girls can do it there’s ABSOLUTELY no reason why I can’t.” This was my final time in applying for an airline ever, and I promised myself that if it was another no, that it really wasn’t meant to be. It was meant to be. The best thing I ever did was to not give up on something that I had wanted so badly for a long time, and here I am 6 months into my career as cabin crew.
So, how have those 6 months been ?
Magnificent. Don’t get me wrong it’s challenging at times, and it does take it’s toll on your body, but this is the happiest that I have been in my whole life. Training was tough, one minute you’re learning about the safety and security of the aircraft, to learning how to save a person’s life with the tools you have on board. The days were long, and you were constantly reading up on the material needed to pass well over 40 exams in order to get your wings.
My first flight was to Chicago, and it was the most thrilling experience to be able to sit in the flight deck. To see the procedures in taking off, and landing. All those buttons, the screens, the information given by the computer, listening to Air Traffic Control, and that feeling of sitting at the front and just gliding through the air. I am extremely lucky to be able to experience what that feels like, and I’ll never digress from that.
In 6 months I have taken off and landed 113 times, I have been to over 35 airports in 25 countries spanning 5 continents, and I have a quarter of a million air miles under my belt in this short time. I have been to the top of Table Mountain in Cape Town, I have been to the Great Wall of China, I’ve had a girl’s night at Marina Bay Sands, I’ve had deep dish pizza in Chicago, I have watched the world go by at The Grand Canal of Venice, I have played with baby tigers in Johannesburg, and baby elephants in Nairobi, I have sat with a champagne at Sydney Opera House, I have walked along The Bund in Shanghai at night, I have partied in Vegas, I have chilled out in Miami, and I am sure I have many more amazing experiences coming my way. There are times when I have to pinch myself because it seems absolutely surreal to me even now. When I was a little girl, I never thought I’d make it to China in my life, to me it seems another world away, and verging on the impossible. To a small child the world seemed like to big of a place for these things to ever be a reality, and what this job has given me is the world in my hands. It’s given me freedom, peace in myself, and happiness. Something you can’t put a price on.
Was it what I expected ?
For the most part, yes. I have/had friends who had worked as crew before who told me of the hardships of the job role. I knew that I would be constantly jetlagged and catching up on much coveted sleep, I knew that I would have early mornings, long days with multiple sectors, long flights to far places, missing special occasions, working weekends and Public Holidays, having strange meal times, and tiredness. The one thing I would have to say that I overlooked was how isolating it could be, especially for someone who isn’t from the area. Since we work with a different team each flight, it’s difficult to build a solid relationship with someone, and when you do really get on well with someone, they end up being a commuter from miles away. Another thing that makes it hard is our rosters are unusual, and sometimes finding the time to meet up for a drink and a chat can be quite hard to achieve. You really do have to make an effort to make time for those that you really do get along with, and some months if just not possible. Another thing I didn’t realise was now expensive tights were to keep replacing. However, I do wake up, go to work, and lay down at night genuinely a happy person. I love going to work, I love that I’ll be somewhere different, even on a there and back, I love how I’ll meet someone new, and I’m glad I took that final chance in myself.
I have my roster for August and it’s rather exciting as I will be ticking off two new countries, and heading back to the city where it all began. Chicago.
Thank you for taking the time to read this and for following this amazing journey! It means a lot to me! I have added a few of my best moments down below for you to look at. For more pictures, go and follow my Instagram @thatjetsetgirl!