THE NOT SO BLONDE TRAVEL

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...

New York Times, I expected more from you. And here is why I say that. Check out this New York Times excerpt from today's online version of the paper: "New York, New Jersey and parts of Connecticut lifted travel bans, and subways and buses slowly started rolling again in the nation's largest city. But major airports in the Northeast were still deserted: More than 5,000 flights were canceled on Tuesday alone, and some travelers came away with horror stories." Deserted? Horror? Is this a Vampire Diaries review or a news article? No wonder I headed straight from journalism school to flight attendant school upon graduation. I was "horrified" every time I saw the news. Truth didn't matter, context didn't matter, only selling the story mattered, and what better than fear to sell. Horror by definition is an intense feeling of fear, shock or disgust, so I am not sure why that word was used at all in this article. See I work for an airline, so I ca...