All started one week or so before my second leave. I had some pre-menstrual symptoms two days before my Washington DC flight: Sore breasts and abdominal pain. I took some Advil Liquid Gels and rested the entire day before my long haul flight. I remember this flight as for it was an awful one. The Economy SFS/Senior Cabin Crew (which now so-called “Cabin Supervisors”) was arrogant, no personality and no communication towards the crew, above that, it constantly felt like a harassment from him in our duty time or any time in the flight, following us and giving us tasks when the flight was so light, which was a major factor on a ridiculous 15 hour flight. I made a friend with an American crew, we made ‘american jokes’ jokes that Eastern peeps wouldn’t understand… or even South Americans (sorry, no offense!). She used to replied “Oh, is a USA thang… nevermind you!” to crew that tried to peek-in in our conversations and jokes… at the end they never understood. She made this flight full of laughs, despite of our SFS though.
The flight suddenly became tiresome for me. The first service I couldn’t bare to give out the hot meals, I was so slow and felt double weight when pushing the carts. The second service I just couldn’t do it. I was double ending with the American girl (which is pushing same cart and serving food with another crew), and I couldn’t stand the smell of the hot meals, it was disgusting. At some point I had to stop doing the service, I had a low-sugar scene. I started to sweat like hell, I had no energy to walk nor stand and dizziness. I sat at the L5 jumpseat (last door of the aircfrat, left side) took off my jacket and wanted to puke. The girl grabbed some water for me and almost the oxygen bottle, I was so embarrassed. The SFS pulled me out of service and monitored me the next 2 hours. Everyone encouraged me to eat, I couldn’t, the meal was disgusting for me, the smell, everything. Suddenly I was falling asleep in the aft galley, my eyes were red, and wanting a bed so bad until I heard “Kirsy, is your break time, get some rest”. I ran quickly upstairs to the CRC and Continue reading “The beginning of a new phase.”→
Hello everyone! I would like first to apologize for the lack of post, as I promised I was going to even write about my first leave back at home but unfortunately some situations came by and I was unable to write often as I was doing. I promise to keep you update of what’s going to happen now in my new journey, yes, I might leave my wonderful ‘Emirates’ experience soon. Some details will be posted very shortly, for now let’s enjoy my Phuket gallery!
My very last layover in which I bid for it and got it twice, was Phuket. I was indeed very excited to work this flight, although I was pretty down and sad. Phuket flight was right after my first leave, therefore I was (or I think I was) a little depressed of leaving home, again. I thought of resigning, I started to search for a new job, I was constantly crying over night. I asked a friend who’s been working for Emirates some years as Cabin Crew Supervisor “When this feeling will go away?” he replied- “It would never go away..” I decided to put a side the ‘feelings’ and just work and enjoy my job on these following layovers. Phuket helped me Continue reading “Amazing Phuket”→
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Prague; one of the most beautiful cities of the world and I had the pleasure of finally visiting it, twice! Before I commence sharing my journey, I would like to dedicate this post to Renata from Czech Republic, Thank you so much for having the initiative of inviting me to walk around your city, it was more than a pleasure. Your wings will be spread soon, I’ll see you in the sky!
The flight was extremely exhausting. Prague peeps like to drink and a lot, thus the entire flight was very busy. We arrived at almost 1pm of the afternoon really tired. I arrived at the hotel with my eyes rolling back. Yet, I managed to text back to this wonderful girl who follows me on my blog. She wrote me, inviting me to walk around the city and to meet me. I don’t tend to do this, in both ways it could be dangerous. I mean, I could be ‘someone else’ or she could have been some ‘guy with bad intentions’ however, she gave me a trust feeling and also we were going to meet at the same hotel I was staying, so It was pretty safe. I told my mom and boyfriend and went down straight to the lobby. She was already waiting for me, she was very lovely and beautiful. We start with a laugh realizing I forgot to bring boots, it was winter already and I had sandals! Jesus Christ! We took the subway and arrived to the city where all the shops where at. It took me more than 2 hours to find a pair of boots, not to expensive and that I really liked it. Thank You Renata for being so patient.
While we’re walking, we talked about my experiences in Emirates, good and bad, she asked me about how’s living in Dubai, my new roommate, and more about the dislikes (pros and cons). She told me she wanted to join Emirates after finishing her MA, which I think is a Continue reading “The City of a Hundred Spires”→
When I saw Rome in my roster I thought swapping it, then again, I haven’t been in Rome for a year ago so, Why not again? My first time was actually with my lovely boyfriend ❤ (That’s why I didn’t want to do it… to many memories of us in this city) It was my dream since I studied Ancient History and Rome History while I was doing my BA degree. I felt in love with their education, architectures, arts, culture, everything! I remember seating in a Human studies class and saying to my professor -‘Someday, I will visit Rome, and I’ll touch the Colosseum walls with my bare hands..’- It came true. First thing I saw was the Colosseum, my eyes almost cried, I couldn’t believe I was actually there. While I was standing doing the line for the entrance, I was literally touching its walls, I had goose pumps, I grabbed my boyfriends hand -‘I finally made it!’- saying to him while I was admiring and imagining me hundreds, thousands of years ago in that place. Most people have their travel destinations to explore, to gain knowledge, to see someplace new. But, we all have that certain destination in which is more than just exploring or visiting. It’s something we most do before we die! We all have a list, let’s admit it. But we also have that special ONE that we keep in our hearts, too cliché? I know but; Rome will always be Rome, ancient city that never gets old, city full of history, a city with memories of me and my boyfriend… a city that after a year it still gave me goose pumps, Mamma mia!
Rome has so many, many, and many things to do. Thank God I visited and enjoyed the fullest before, as for a cabin crew you definitely have no time to explore. I mean you can visit the Colosseum, the line takes you ages. Then, you can walk around but you won’t have time to visit other point of interest, rather than just admiring from outside view. For instance the Vatican, (I cried too when I visit the Vatican for the first time by the way 😀 ) the line is normally outrages. I remember on my Holidays, I did an schedule with my boyfriend, we took a whole day just for the Vatican. So, as for a cabin crew you can just explore walking around but if it’s your forever dream as it was like mine: visiting Rome and enjoy its History by fullest in a layover, It’s a no-no. You need like at least a full week with no break to enjoy Rome. Nevertheless, I still enjoyed Rome. I must admit, It still gave me goose pumps when I saw the Colosseum. I loved visiting again the Vatican city, The Trevi Fountain was closed 😦 I was planning to have a snack and coffee right in front of it. Memories of me and boyfriend bloomed everywhere, in every each corner. I went walking with Continue reading “When in Rome…”→
I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve been in Malta. Honestly at first, I didn’t had that much of interest visiting it. Ignorance is so bold, I know. My mom was so thrilled when she saw my roster by then -“Malta is delightful! You are going to love it!”-She was so convinced that I was going to change my mind once I land at Malta. This was some 2 roster behind though, I had it twice and then…I remember I had some other layovers which I didn’t like, and I managed to swap it for Malta instead. Next thing I knew, I was hooked with this Island! I was waiting for some time to gather all the things and photos, and write it all in one post. The island is very small, I find it so relaxing! Although Maltese’s like to hang out a lot, they’re very happy people, the city is always shinning of bright lights, restaurants full of people, the streets are always crowded in a way that you won’t feel insecure of wandering around solo. In addition, wherever you go, the Islands’ scenery and architecture provide a spectacular backdrop. A very friend of my dearest boyfriend send me an inbox with pictures of an article from National Geographic Traveler. It stated how amazing can be visiting the island and it also mentioned the top places to visit along with the top nice restaurants and hotels. So, even that I had this layover several times on my rosters, I was looking forward to do something different on each layover, or at least enjoy a different restaurant.
My first time visiting Malta I went with a nice Italian girl to Valletta. I always arrived with my eyes at the back of my head and almost crawling… But once I glimpse the beautiful blue Mediterranean beaches, the weather, the honey-coloured stones and its fascinating architecture that brings history back to life, yes. I’m all awake again. Valletta is like half an hour or a litle bit ore from where I was staying, which was at St.Julians. It is abundantly rich in sites to see and explore, intriguing historical buildings around every corner: votive statues, niches, fountains and narrow side streets are full of tiny quaint shops and cafés. Here is some lost shots of Valletta “A city built by gentlemen for gentlemen“: Continue reading “Malta Island”→