Red lipstick. Neatly tied up hair.
It was just less than a month since I tied the knot with my college sweetheart, when I got selected for a cabin crew assessment. I applied when I was still single, and got the job when I got married.
I was so excited to leave Manila, in pursuit of independence since I stepped out of uni. And now it is happening.
I can still remember how I felt packing all my stuffs. All my beloved shoes, I tried to fit in my trolley. And all Filipino food mix-must. Sinigang mix and cubes, instant mami’s. Pulled out a mani/pedicure set.
Though I wasn’t so pleased on my first flight after I commenced my trainings: Safety, First Aid & dangerous. My back was aching too much, knowing the flight was just a 2h:30m turnaround flight. I was whining to my husband, that I would love to take his job than mine. After several days, I experienced doing a 14hour flight with no sleep at all prior to that day. But all things comes in adjusting.
Time flies so fast, that was two years ago.
I am now officially immune to flying : sleepless nights. Minimum rest period. heavy turbulence.