Doha express

Doha express

Visiting Qatar was unexpected, I was initially stopping as transit in Russia but I didn’t knew their policy changed; for transits American citizens passengers need a visa to enter the country -or- airport. If I knew this, I wouldn’t book it in the first place. We didn’t need visa before, but due to politics issues from the President of the USA with Russia, as I was informed from Aeroflot staff, our agreement has changed. Long story short, I rebooked my flight to Hanoi stopping in……Qatar!

Now, I used to love working this flight back when I was cabin crew because from Dubai to Doha is like 48 mins, easy pease flight. But, it was not a layover and never got the chance to visit, until now. This came up because a friend invited me to travel with her and her friend, I skipped some countries in which I already been couple of times and decided to meet them in Hanoi. And yes, I was traveling alone. I left my baby taking care from my mom and husband and went flying solo on a mommy time off week.

On that flight (New York to Doha), when we were doing the first descending, I noticed that the blouse I was wearing had really thin sleeves but not reviling anything though. My next flight was next day and didn’t want to sleep at the airport, I wanted to go out and take a shower… I grabbed my carry-on and searched for any other blouse or shirt. I always packed extra clothing except for this darn time I didn’t. A woman seating behind me saw me struggling and asked me if I was okay. I explained to her my matter as she replied “You’re good hun, there’s no problem what you are wearing at the airport..” I then smiled and told her my plans was not staying at the airport. Her face turned serious and ‘shocked’ as she was asking me very surprised Why would you explore Doha, and alone?  I, on the other hand, was curious of how she assumed I was specifically doing a layover in Doha… She also mentioned she never travels alone, she was to scared of getting lost and that exploring an Arab country such as Qatar, is even more scary for her. She was going to stay the whole day at the airport, kill me. I couldn’t do that.

I was actually really excited to walk through the airport, I read so many things from the Hamad airport and let me tell you, I didn’t get the time to explore all their facilities, but it the airport’s architecture is really modern, beautiful hallways, full of technology, big TV screen, lounges that you can rest, sleep, take a shower, have a spa treatment, jacuzzi, they also have an indoor train to speed you faster to the gate (I did it!), big swimming pool, full range of workout equipment, fancy hotel…and I can go on all day. This is by far, the most luxurious airport in the Middle East. Continue reading “Doha express”

Welcome back

Welcome back

Hello again! it’s been long! A lot of things has happened on these past… 2-3 years? I miss flying and writing. I think I’ll continue writing though (many people encouraged me to continue sharing my now lifestyle, although is not that much interesting as I was working with Emirates).

I’ve tried to reply e-mails and comments, I really apologize for all the late responses. The whole entire 2016 year was me coping with my new lifestyle; back home, married with a newborn. I was sad because I had to resigned Emirates due to my pregnancy. I could had chosen keep living in Dubai but, Who’s going to take care my baby? Nursery is not really an option. My work was not that flexible; What happens when I get a long haul flight? or 2 nights layover? or even the 8 day trip and so forth… Some people really think is that simple until they’re on that exact same position as I was. I rather resign and see my baby taking care from my mom than from a ‘nanny’. I moved back to Puerto Rico with no job and eventually (can’t believe I’m writing this) missing Dubai! I really loved my job and for the entire 9 months pregnancy I felt useless. Obviously I couldn’t work during my pregnancy but knowing that after having my baby I was still going to be unemployed  UGH! I was even more stressed.

Nevertheless, my family and I were so happy! My baby is the first in both families; first grandson, first nephew and first great grandson…and first baby son haha! I did the baby shower in Pilot/Aviation theme. For those who are not related to baby showers:

In some countries, a baby shower is a way to celebrate the expected or delivered birth of a child by presenting gifts to the mother at a party, whereas other cultures host a baby shower to celebrate the transformation of a woman into a mother. The event has different names in different cultures. The term shower is often assumed to mean that the expectant mother is “showered” with gifts. (I have friends that in their culture don’t celebrate baby showers) 🙂

Me and my husband, at our baby shower.

I was so blessed to received lots of gifts and so many diapers that still to date, I don’t have the need to buy diapers nor baby wipes (Note: my baby shower was almost 2 years ago!) I also received baby clothes, toys, books, our family gave us play yards, stroller, cradle and all other bunch of stuffs. My husband’s colleagues made him a surprise by giving him Toys R’ Us gift cards from all his friends that collected money for our baby. I am still, very grateful. I gave birth natural, a beautiful healthy boy, he’s name is Abraham. He weighted 7.12 pounds and measured 22 length. He’s now 1 year with 11 months old and getting bigger! He is one little happy boy, he laughs a lot… almost with anyone!! He’s so attentive and very observant. He loves food! specially sweet plantains and chocolate  (like he’s mom) but he also loves to be breastfeed. If it was from him, he’ll be glued to my chest all day 😀 ! Continue reading “Welcome back”

The beginning of a new phase.

The beginning of a new phase.

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.”

Amazing Phuket

Amazing Phuket

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!

PHUKET_______________

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”

St. Petersburg, R U S S I A

St. Petersburg, R U S S I A

This month’s roster was a bit…not so good. Only 4 layovers and the rest ‘turns’ but, I finally got the opportunity to visit Russia! I have it twice this month, also this fleet is only with the A330. It turns out that July is one of the best seasons to visit St. Petersburg, the day-lenght changes so, the sunset is more likely at 12am. I’ve experienced late sunset but not like this. In Puerto Rico, the sunset in summer season is at 7pm, in Orlando, FL is at 8pm. But walking and losing track of time thinking is 3pm and when you check your watch is 11:30pm, holy wackamoly! It looked like 3pm because of the light, people were also still hanging around, restaurants were full, kids wandering around etc. Well, I did liked it though!

This crew was pretty good actually. We arrived at 3:00pm, got dressed and went out for dinner. Captain, First Officer, 1 girl from business class and us :), the 4  crew from economy. After we had our nice glass of wines and beers, only 3 of us from economy went out to explore. I was pretty glad that I already had the opportunity of flying with one of the girls, which was the girl from business class. We sticked together and made jokes, also remembering our first trip together which was hilarious (The Bangkok-Sydney-Christchurch). The other 3 girls were so nice as well, one of the girls was really new, she was from Colombia and it was her first layover as well. She didn’t knew that I spoke Spanish, since Puerto Rico is colony of USA, I represent the United States and also wear its flag. When I spoke to her, she was so happy because she didn’t had the opportunity to have a flight with another Latino/Hispanic, and suddenly she couldn’t stop talking in Spanish (This is also how I feel when I fly with a Latino or Spanish). Furthermore, our first stop was the Savior on Blood Church; is one of the main sights of St. Petersburg, Russia. Other names include the Church on Spilt Blood and the Cathedral of the Resurrection of Christ. This Church was built on the site where Emperor Alexander II was severely wounded and died in March 1881.The church was built from 1883 till 1907 and also, the construction was funded by the imperial family. Unfortunately everything was closed after 3pm, so I didn’t had the chance to visit from inside the Church or any other landscape. At least I visit most all of them and took pictures from the outside 😦 , I have it again this week, I’ll try my best to at least visit the Cathedral. By the way all these pictures were taken after 8pm :), enjoy.

 

These are some pics of the Savior on Blood Church:

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Finally, I have a home.

Finally, I have a home.

moving-boxes The past few days have been so rush for me, plus trying to finish my last two posts from my last trips, oh! Not everything is peaches and cream or easy as it seems. Sometimes it’s a little challenging and sometimes difficult when you are even living alone with no family around. Let me start by explaining how was my life when I moved to Dubai that explains my stress these past few days. No drama, but yet so uncomfortable. I’m not talking about the laws and culture of United Arab Emirates, that’s another theme in which I’ve adapted myself pretty good actually. Yet, when you move from your country to start a new life in a foreign one, you want to actually have a home to start on, right? but when you live for almost 6 months in a hotel with no information regarding when you’ll be accommodated, it comes stressful with those who want to have a home…a real one.  Continue reading “Finally, I have a home.”