In typical “Taylor” fashion, I am marching to the beat of my own drum and have slightly neglected my blogging as of late. This has only been due to the fact life has been moving pretty quickly since I returned from Europe last month. After weeks of eating, drinking, walking and coughing to excess, it was time to get serious about life. And also, to start exercising my gyros off…
For those of you that have only just joined me on my journey through this crazy life, I will bring you up to speed. If you have been following me all along, thank you! Here is a recap anyway 😛 Just over two years ago, I applied for a role as a flight attendant for an Australian airline. I had to travel interstate for the interview, and little did I know that fate had other plans for me! I was delayed, diverted, then cancelled. Actually, a more apt description would be delayed, diverted, devastated. The second I was off the plane I hit the ground running, and on a whim, submitted yet another application to become Cabin Crew for a Middle Eastern Airline. Might I just add that this hadn’t always been a dream of mine, but once I put my mind to something there is no stopping me. Some may say I’m stubborn, I say it’s determination and motivation all the way! Fast forward 6 months, and I was on a plane to one of the busiest airports in the world- Dubai, where I was to start a new life. Fast forward another year and a half, and I had been to more countries than I can readily recall, cities that I didn’t even know existed and worked the longest, hardest, crazy- fun shifts of my life, some 38 000 ft above the ground, higher than the clouds and (sometimes) high on life in general. No sleep and even the most weak of lattes will have this affect when you are a coffee novice! So now, I am back in Australia, with my feet firmly planted on the ground, even though my head is still above the clouds more often than not.
When I left Dubai, I had made plans to continue to fly for an Australian Airline. Logistics and timing and operational reasons (all the stupid things that actually delay flights) also delay Ground School. Another factor that will hinder your chances at flying for an Australian airline is being petite. Two centimetres makes a whole world of difference when you don’t meet the legal requirements to fly on an aircraft in Australia that you used to fly in your sleep, backwards and zombiefied for a whopping 13 hours from JFK to Dubai. Rant over. It seems that life happens in mysterious ways, and after the best part of this year interviewing, waiting, wishing, I will now be working for the biggest and best airline in Australia. You can figure that one out for yourselves 😛 This role isn’t flying, it is based on the ground…and I couldn’t be happier! Just like starting to fly in economy class (and being lumped with stupid jobs that no one else wants to do-like checking and cleaning the toilets), I will have to work my way up to get where I’d like to be, but I am more than happy to do so. I am so excited for the chance to work on the other side of the flight- preparing everything from an operational perspective to get the aircraft into the sky, rather than pushing the carts that I laboured with before. Don’t get me wrong, I loved it, not all the time, but I did. I would be happy to do it all over again, maybe in the future, but right now, this opportunity has presented itself and it feels right. I can come home from work in my own city, sleep in my own bed, be with my family, my friends, my James and still wear my red lipstick that I have come to love. Funny that, I used to hate wearing it for work because it tainted my romantic idea of old Hollywood glamour when I was on the ground. More often than not, I find myself rushing out the door or hastily applying my lipstick in the car- and I realise that my lips are a resplendent shade of rouge. Old habits die hard!
So feel free to continue along with my on my journey learning to fly- less literally and more figuratively as I put my chirpiness and chipper red lipped smile to good use in another new and exciting chapter of my life. If you’d prefer not to follow, that’s fine. Thank you for coming along this far with my on my tech- savvy evolution from scarcely scraping through blog posts and photo editing to now having my own web domain with more followers and support than I would ever have imagined!
Not to mention the Facebook messages I have received over the past two years without even realising! Bear with me, I will make my way through them all and perhaps I should publish my email address on the blog if anyone has any questions that I could answer about the journey to becoming crew, or the event of repatriation back home after being crew. Neither journey is easy, but they both have their rewards and merits. It just depends on your perspective and your support group. I wouldn’t be the person I am today without my crew!! You know who you are 😉
For now, it is time to bid bon nuit, buona notte, buenos noches, kali nikta, goodnight to you all as I have one of my last days at work tomorrow, and I will be commencing training with my new role next Wednesday!
Wish me luck! As always, safe and happy travels to you all! xx