Last week, after the disappointment of not getting to live in Hawaii for the month of December, which was to be a paid “holiday” by the airline (that’sA�theA�airline that makesA�The Flight Attendant LifeA�possible. A�Hooray for that airline), I quickly rebounded to the next best, thrilled that, with a little schedule manipulation, I could get a bazillion days off, and you know how crazy I’ll go with a bazillion days off.
Your next question is, “Does she EVER work?!?”
I am a piece of work, isn’t that enough for you?
I explained to someone the other day that, and I quote: “I eat the apple core of an apple.” A�Apparently, I needed to make it VERY clear of who’s core was being consumed. A�I’m not sure what’s more troubling:
a)A�that I actually am retelling this moment
b) that I made a comment as intelligent as this
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c) or that I eat apple cores (it’s a habit that I picked up in Istanbul of all places. A�I Leave the hookah smoking there, but my takeaway is apple core munching).
This blog isn’t titled as such because my writing is chaos, even though it is right now. A�But this post claims its moniker due to an impending adventure. in T-Minus two days, I am going (and when I say going, I mean hoping) to Vietnam.
And maybe Thailand
Angkor Wat, Siem Reap, Cambodia
Not only am I pee-my-pants-excited about my first trip to Southeast Asia, but I am hit-the-moon-happy due to who has agreed to be my travel buddy:
While sitting on the employee bus, on my way to work less than a week ago, I invited him, via text message, to go to Australia or Vietnam with me. A�I expected the response to be a quick no, but what followed wasn’t a rejection, but the question of “When.”
And so begins craziness.