THE NOT SO BLONDE TRAVEL

Passengers never cease to surprise me. That's what makes my job interesting. Sometimes the surprises are not the most pleasant. Getting peanuts thrown at my face or my hand broken were not exactly fun, but thankfully with enough humor, most of the situations are manageable.  However I am not sure this passenger's wife will ever think that her husband taking off to Punta Cana without her and their three kids was funny, no matter how cool she is. We, the crew, on the other hand, could not contain our laughter. And of course me being extra curious, I had to find out how someone could ever leave for a family vacation ... without his family.  So as tactfully as possible, I asked the passenger what happened.  "I am not exactly sure, I lost them at security," he said, as if he was talking about an IPad or a toiletry bag and not his three kids and wife.  He probably saw my eyes pop out of their socket and quickly added: "She left me and took off ...

Being a flight attendant, I spend a lot of time on planes, and very few things still surprise me. Strange behaviors sometimes develop  at 30 000 feet. But we are kimd of used to it, we love our jobs nonetheless and it usually makes really good cocktail stories.  But every time I stand outside the lavatory for over 20 minutes, I can't help but be surprised and wonder if I am missing out on something in there, something only passengers know about and don't want to share with us flight attendants. Maybe a secret button to access a bathtub spa, or perhaps a yoga room, or maybe even an exclusive speakeasy bar. You might think I am losing it, but I am very serious. I just can't see any other "reasonable" explanation to what people are doing in a  3x3-foot-dimension toilet for over 20 minutes or so.  Where is the button?  I know it's not super ladylike to talk about what is happening in a toilet, but I am just too curious not to ask for yo...

Being a flight attendant means we meet a lot of people from different cultures with very different personalities on a daily basis.  Some are very sweet. They say Please and Thank you, and even bring us chocolate and Starbucks gift cards.  Some are a little less sweet. They seem to think that shoving us during boarding is ok, as if it were a job related hazard we should be ready for. Others seem to think that snapping their fingers at us to order a drink instead of ringing their call button is not condescending at all and the list goes on and on ... We are kind of used to it - unfortunately.  However some things still surprise us: finding dirty underwear on the floor for example. Yes it happened, and trust me I didn't believe it at first either.  See when my girlfriend sent me this picture of a woman's underwear lying on the airplane's floor, I thought it might be a joke she was playing on me and that she had planted it on the floor. Yes I know...

I know it might seem to you, my dear followers, that I have been slacking. I would tend to agree with you.  I haven't posted anything for over a month. But I promise I have been trying. It just seems nothing I have been writing lately seems good enough for me to hit PUBLISH. Perhaps the pressure of having to come up with a more "professional" looking blog is the reason for my white page syndrome. But I literally have tried everything. I have tried reading other blogs to inspire myself. Has not worked. I cannot even get myself to comment. That's how stuck I am. I have tried traveling. I was even in Indonesia for two weeks, just relaxing and trying to not think about anything, in the hopes that a bright idea would dawn on me. It didn't. But what an awesome vacation. Unfortunately I couldn't stay in Paradise forever. I had to come back to reality. That's when the brainstorming began. A fellow blogger came up with TheNotSoBlondeTravel. My best frie...