Posts tagged "flight attendant life"

Sleep: A Tribute To Flight Crews’ Favorite Lover

I wake up startled— blurry-eyed and confused— strange due to the fact that I’ve been in the same timezone for a record-breaking two months now. Although, I’m feeling very much claustrophobic by the reality of ‘staying in one place,’ there are many benefits to my “normal-boring” schedule. I’ve lost weight; even though I don’t eat […]

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Too Close: A Flight Attendant’s Thoughts On The Ft Lauderdale Airport Shooting

Please note: I was not there during the time of the incident, so these are simply my distant reactions. With Love, Kara My mind starts a sprint; ferociously running through anyone I know who could have been at Ft Lauderdale Hollywood International Airport on Friday morning. The time and Terminal 2 decreases the possibility that […]

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AirBnB Experiences: Discover A Bee Apiary, Almond Farm, & Flying Escape (All-in-One)

I grew up on a farm in Central California. My parents, to this day, still live there. When my brother and I were younger, we didn’t know what TV or cement was, but we did know how to use a cotton trailer as a foam pit after harvest day, and jump off the roof of […]

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Ruined Me…

To you—I hope that you don’t read this, because I think it’s a hard thing to read that you are being talked about instead of talked to; so tread softly, take the words lightly, and simply know that you gave me the adventure to write about, and to that gift, I am forever grateful. Thank […]

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In With The New…

I rubbed my eyes; shaking my head from side-to-side as if to shake the sleepiness from my brain and body. Tel Aviv. Paris. Delay. Los Angeles. It had been a long day of travel, and yet, I felt more rested than I had felt all week. “You slept the ENTIRE flight,” my middle-seat neighbor said […]

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And It Sinks In…

“…I’m not going back to the cape, hat, and red leather gloves.” I closed my eyes; the Mercedes rocking my head side-to-side as the van sped the group onward to Tel Aviv. For some reason, I felt a tinge of sadness. Normally, when I went on trips for blogging or for fun, I would always […]

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“The Illusion…”

“This job– is  just an illusion. It gives you  the impression that you  are travelling, but you’re  not; really. But then, you meet people. But then, you leave people. You don’t decide anymore… Most of the time, we only get the worst of  travelling.” —Anonymous If only you could decrease the massive migraine brought about […]

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Matter Of Perspective

“He’s going to be leaving for months soon. Why would you want to get involved anyway?” I was asked this pointedly while watching the evening fog blanket the horizon, as if it was tucking the sun in for the night. Lullabies of happy anticipation and excitement danced in my consciousness. I was open to the […]

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It’s Gonna Be Ok

The cursor hovered over the send button, as if it was cursing me; daring me to ‘just do it.’ Pressing send— it seemed impulsive, especially since yesterday I said I would stay through November. But, I was dragging out the inevitable wasn’t I? Playing, toying, dreaming, crying over the idea of leaving for months now. At […]

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‘The Latest:’ Planes & Poetry by Jade

Editor’s Note: The day that Jade sent me this poem, I found an email in my inbox with the following words. I had been wondering when she would write again and hoping she would. I love Jade’s words, maybe because I can’t write like she; maybe because she finds a beautiful way to be vulnerable. […]

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