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“Jump:” What A Kiteboarding Movie Premiere & ‘Flight Attendant Life’ Have In Common
“The intersection of your dreams becoming a reality can happen in the most unexpected ways, but they have no chance of existing unless you have the courage to jump.” —The Flight Attendant
Continue reading1963 Threw Up Here
My pillbox hat teeters precariously as the caravan of precocious suitcases— large, medium, small, and hand-baggage size— swarm me like a hive of angry Africanized bees. Definitely not docile, I fight
Continue reading“What Do You Want?”
“What do you want?” I asked pointedly— the words digitally etched into existence. The text message had a haunting feel to it, as if the question should have been directed at me instead of
Continue readingTears On The Jumpseat
Amidst the darkness, I sat silently, feeling the forward momentum of the aircraft propel the jet down the runway and on a trajectory to cross The Atlantic.
Continue readingSo…This Is It?
Dream Job: CHECK London. Los Angeles. New York: CHECK. Pretty smile. Perfect Lipstick and the proper pour of Diet Coke. Done and done. You got it. You did it. You do it— The Flight Attendant Life. And, you
Continue readingPlanes & Poetry
By J. Wilson Smeared lipstick & spray tan on bedsheets. Secrets kept in hotel rooms in the cobwebbed cities we fly into. But you’re an LA & I’m more of a Denver A Pinterest to
Continue readingThe Line Check: Cabin Crew Life
On a recent flight, we had a trainee. I’ve had a few trainees on my trips recently as new classes are graduating every month. And, the long-haul operation that I work for is small in comparison to
Continue readingWhat It Feels Like To Commute 6 Hours To Work
It’s Saturday night, and I’m at LAX. Naturally, flight attendants are supposed to be at airports; that’s what they do. They go to airports
Continue readingWhat To Do While You Wait
You find yourself wondering what to do next with your life. You are currently hoping to get invited to that airline interview. Your on reserve, waiting around the crashpad for the call from scheduling.
Continue readingThank God I’m Flying Tonight…
“Thank God I’m going to Sweden tonight…” I thought to myself as the rhythmic rotations of my legs propelled me and my mint green bike with the pink basket through the muggy Florida
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