The way I figure it, everyone gets a miracle. Like, I will probably never be struck by lightening, or win a Nobel Prize, or become the dictator of a small nation in the Pacific Islands, or contract terminal ear cancer, or spontaneously combust. But if you consider all the unlikely things together, at least one of them will happen to each of us. I could have seen it rain frogs. I could have stepped foot on Mars. I could have been eaten by a whale. I could have married the Queen of England, or survived months at sea. But my miracle was different. My miracle was this: out of all the careers I could have applied for my last semester in college, I ended up applying for a major airline. Desperate to find a career as the end of university dangled in front of me, I applied for the standard conventional jobs just like any “almost” college grad would do. But what made my plethora of applications stand out from the typical application stack, was one particular application for an airline to be a flight attendant. Not previously knowing anyone who had worked in the aviation industry, or really anything about the industry itself, the idea loomed in the back of my head as something I wasn’t all that serious about, however wanted to inquire more information about.
To my surprise I heard back from the airline a few days later, moving me to the next step, asking me to complete a series of questions online, which is typical of any job nowadays. A few days later, I received yet another email asking me to complete an online video interview, which I had known nothing about. I was even more surprised when I received an email in my inbox some time later asking me to fly down to Dallas/Fort Worth for an in-person interview and assessment.
From there on the process moved swiftly yet slowly, between setting a date for the medical to my actual training date. I was informed that training would also be held in Dallas/Fort Worth and was a lengthy 7 & 1/2 weeks. The road to flying seemed never-ending and far away, and all the while, I attended university, finished up all my classes, and graduated with what just so might be one of the world’s most useless degrees; Sociology and Childhood Education. (More on that to come!)
But this story, (or blog rather), isn’t about the airline application process and all of the trials and tribulations associated with it, or the played out story of how difficult airline training programs are, it’s about what came after. The moments I got to witness everyday for the past two years; the friends I’ve made, the experiences I’ve shared, and most importantly the lessons I’ve learned.
So while I may have a lot to say about the lonely lifestyle a flight attendant lives, trip after trip, hotels that all blend into one, never being home during the holidays, living from a not-so-neatly packed suitcase, juggling relationships and family matters, I would not trade these past two years for any other experience.
You see, in the past two years I’ve gotten to visit and fully dive into the cultures of thirty-three countries around the world ranging from Australia, Europe, North and South America and Asia. I’ve taken midnight rides on the back of a motorcycle as a date down Champs-Elysees in Paris, backpacked through South East Asia alone, ran with the kangaroos in the Blue Mountains in Australia, visited an elephant orphanage in Chiang Mai where I got to feed and bathe them in the illustrious jungle, trapped myself in a cage of tigers for a photo-shoot, and “traipsed,” (as my mother calls it), all around Europe from country to country riding the rails, with no set plan of where I would end up.
So I dedicate this blog to exploring the flight attendant lifestyle, and not only just the glamour everyone associates this job with, but the struggles we face daily, as well. I’ve wanted to write a blog to illustrate the beauty of the job for some time now, for any one searching for answers, as I was almost three years ago. To give you an inside look at what exactly the job entails, the places you’ll go, and the best way to handle things like reserve, jet-lag, relationships, and our favorite issue- commitment.
Come and follow my experiences around the world, and I’ll follow yours. That’s all for today kids. And yes if you are wondering, I did start this blog with a John Green quote. Anyone who knows me knows how much I like his novels.