The real air babylon-anyone?

Because everyone deserves an introduction....

Hi everyone my name is....
I am blank years old...i know jeebus im getting old.
I live in insert-some-sexily-fascinating-city
I love to highlighteverysinglehobbyimaginable

gosh who really gives?

Sometimes the best things read are the ones not needing the acknowledgement.
Not that i think im amazing. I just think theres more to be said and learnt about life than pondering on my age.

I will never mention trinkets like my name nor my whereabouts. Neither will i mention the real names of any characters and actual places. Anonymosity comes hand in hand with truth at most times, and well of course to protect the guilty should an event arise.

I wanted to be able to write what truly is and not what would sound good (moral lesson: life of pi). I want to, for once, be able to be myself and say what i want to say. Im putting an end to general people pleasing and taking the first scary step in pleasing just myself.

That and well making sure that you get the juiciest on what really happens upon take off and landing. What really is behind all that "glamour". Why we call it a "lifestyle" and not a career. And, as the book said what separates those who wear the uniforms from those who doesnt.

I always wondered how the life of a flight attendant is like. What places they see, who people they meet and what kind of experiences they have. I always thought what a crazy life it might be, and crazy it can be i tell you. I always wanted to know how glamorous their everydays must be, and what really goes on in their heads and their suitcases. (these feelings even magnified after watching gorgeous Gwyneth and her manual demonstration). I always wanted to hear their stories, i wanted to know what its like to be them, with all the glamour, the rules, the partying, the people, the rude drunks, the stereotypes, the highs and lows...the scams, the dirt, the fulfillment, if pilots and stewardesses really like this or that...everything........

and this i get to tell you, first hand....through my very own jumpseat.