Saturday, 31 January 2015

Ending up in Rome after my Mauritius?!

On Saturday I had the pleasure of travelling to Mauritius for the first time! I was a bit apprehensive of this trip because flights there are a whopping 12 hours long. It is the longest flight we do out of Gatwick, so I knew I needed to be well rested for it.

It was a very senior crew, and as per usual, my name was right at the bottom of the list. This meant I got stuck in Club. Everyone has different preferences of where they like to work, but if you have read any of my previous blog posts, you will know that I much prefer working down the back, serving 100+ people, rather than flapping around passengers that have paid a lot of money for their seat. I think it’s just because in my eyes, a club ticket costs so much and I could never imagine spending that much on one. It actually freaks me out when I have to serve people that do have that kind of money or have spent their entire life savings for it. I also hadn’t worked in Club for a couple of months, so it took me a while to get used to the routine. Luckily I had 12 hours to remember it again.

The flight itself was pretty straight forward. The passengers were lovely and it seemed that the majority of the passengers got off the aircraft looking happy. Our Cabin Manager was quite surprised as apparently, due to the long flight, passengers usually get off at Mauritius in a mood! Ha. We must have done something right then. 

We arrived in the morning, so after the hour journey from airport to hotel, we finally arrived exhausted. We all agreed to meet in the evening for drinks and dinner and spent the rest of the time resting and chilling. By 6pm, we were sipping on our complimentary cocktail and then made our way over to an indian restaurant. After the restaurant, we went across a river to the sister hotel, and had a nice evening at the bar. By this point, we had already organised what we were going to do for the two free days we had!

The next day, most of the crew got a taxi over to Club Med. This was a lovely all inclusive resort. For around £40, we were allowed to go for the day. We had a lovely day by the pool and beach drinking and eating as much as our bellies could handle. Such a bargain! A few of us even got to do some water sports and go on a Hobie Cat. It was so much fun. That evening we went across to the sister hotel again for some dinner. I had lamb chops and they were so good!

The following day, the hotel had organised a catamaran cruise for us. It was around £30, and this included the boat for the whole day, drinks and a BBQ for lunch. It was so relaxing to be able to lay at the front of the boat on the net and read. I managed to read the majority of my book! A few of the crew also paid a bit extra and done some water sports when we docked near a resort. At this point, it was nearly lunch so the BBQ was started! There was chicken, sausages, fish, salad, bread, and they even cooked some bananas on the BBQ after. Nom nom nom. 

After getting back to the hotel at around 4pm, I had spent all that I wanted to on the trip, so spent the evening in my room. We were leaving early the next morning so I wanted to get some rest anyway. By the time I had woken up the next morning, I was ready to go back to England. However, when most of the crew had congregated in the hotel lobby to get on the bus that morning, it was evident that something wasn’t right. Turns out one of our First Officer’s had contracted Gastroenteritis whilst in Mauritius and could not operate home. With only two flight crew for a 12 hour flight, it was not possible for them to operate the full way back, as they would have gone over their maximum operating flying hours. We were not sure whether we were going to have to stay in Mauritius for another day, or fly somewhere closer instead. In the end, we left for the airport not knowing what we were going to be doing. By the time we arrived, it was settled: We would be flying to Rome instead. They were going to position a whole new crew out to meet us in Rome, take over, and we were going to fly back with them as passengers! 10 hours later, we arrived in Rome, the new crew took over, and we sat at the back of the plane in our uniforms for the next two hours. 

By the time I got back home, it was 9pm and had been up since 12am, so I was definitely ready for my bed! It was such a good trip, and although it took us a while to get home, it just made me appreciate my bed more! 

Thursday, 22 January 2015

The Past Month of Craziness and Coincidences!

Its been so long since my last post on here, but my life got a little hectic over Christmas. I think the next trip I had after my Male was a lovely Edinburgh night-stop. I was originally on airport standby covering Orlando, Tampa and Barbados, so I had my suitcase packed with bikinis and suncream. But no, they ended up sending me off to the freezing Edinburgh with no coat, and flip-flops as my only pair of shoes. It was still nice, although my suitcase wardrobe did mean I pretty much spent the evening in my hotel room. The whole crew had been called off standby for it, so we were all as unprepared for it as each other. I was flying with a lovely crew which included a girl who was on my Male trip, so it was nice to catch up!  I was very thankful of the Edinburgh night-stop, as work had originally given me a flight where I had to report at 5.05 the next day! Thankfully, because I was in Edinburgh, that was wiped off! 

The day after I got back from Edinburgh, I had one day left of home standby and I ended up being called off of it for a quick there and back to Nice. They didn’t give me much time to get to the airport, so I was nearly late! Funny thing was I ended up flying with the other girl that was on my Edinburgh night-stop. What are the chances! 

After that, it was Christmas and I had a few days off to spend with my family. It was so nice to catch up with everybody, even if it wasn’t for long: I had a Kingston on the 26th! I had my first ever long-haul to Kingston so it was nice to also end the year with one! Funnily enough, a girl that was on my first Kingston, was also on this trip so it was another trip of catching up. As it was holiday season, not many things were open, and the taxi prices were extortionate so we ended up spending the few days that we were in Kingston by the pool. It was a little disappointing but a few of us did have a little wonder down to the supermarket, and the whole crew ended up at a restaurant for dinner, so at least we got out of the hotel some of the time. 

After my Kingston I had two days off, and then I was on home standby New Years day from 8-4 with an Orlando the day after. Long story short, I was out for New Years till late as it was the first time meeting all of my boyfriend's friends from back home. I thought I would get ready, chill in bed and at least maybe have a few more hours of sleep before work called me. I was only on one day of home standby so felt sure I would only get called for a there and back. If I was lucky, I might not even get called! Oh how wrong I was. At 8.05 I was called to do a Barbados…. I was in Essex, with 2 party dresses, pyjamas and make-up and was given 95mins to get into Gatwick. 

So moral of that story is to be prepared for anything. I didn’t realise they could call me for a long-haul when I had only one day of standby and a rostered trip after, but I was wrong. I ended up staying in my hotel room for most of the Barbados because I only had pyjamas to wear! I was also very sleep-deprived.

On a complete side note, a couple that were at the New Years party in Essex came up to me and asked me whether I was on a flight to Edinburgh the other week. Turns out they were passengers on my flight out and remembered me! WEIRD!!

After the anti-social trip to Barbados, I had a nice trip to one of my favourite destinations, St Lucia with a girl that was on the Barbados. This time around, I was able to come out of my hotel room so all was well! You can’t beat a trip to a free all-inclusive resort. The trip was good fun and it was soon time to come home. I was a little sad but then realised I had booked 7 days of annual leave after. Just what I needed. 

So that pretty much sums up how crazy my last month of flying has been. Clearly, I need to start packing a little better! Flip-flops in Edinburgh, then no flip-flops in Barbados...ah dear. Onwards and upwards from here! Ive just come back from a Jersey night-stop and have my first ever trip to Mauritius on Saturday so I am very excited for that. I’m sure I’ll definitely be doing a post on that seeing as its a 5 day trip so hopefully you wont have too long to wait until the next post.

Speak soon,