Valentine’s Day is stupid…or am I just bitter๐Ÿค”

I’ll take bitter for 500 Alex ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚ this year is no different from any other year on Valentine’s Day for me!! I spent the day on airport alert and then I worked a roundtrip to El Paso!! I didn’t have an official valentine but I do kinda like a guy๐Ÿ™ˆ lol Nothing major but I ordered a few things from Amazon that I knew he would like and just so happened (๐Ÿ˜œ) to have it delivered on Valentine’s Day ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ˜‚ I think I made his day he wasn’t expecting it and I think he actually liked it!! I mean everyone likes to feel special on days like this (even if the won’t admit it) I finished my trip around 8:30pm and headed to the crashpad. Completely bummed about the day!! Between Instagram and Facebook and all the mushy shit in the airport I was second away from sliding in my exes inbox like “hey bighead, wyd?” ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚  

I eventually linked up with “the guy” only to see there were no flowers, candy, or cards๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ boy was I devastated!! Even tho I had coached myself all day to not expect anything…expecatations still got the best of me๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜ฉ I ended up showering and calling it a night!! 

I’m already coming up with my game plan for Valentine’s Day 2018…stay tuned๐Ÿ˜Ž

I think I’m all vacationed out….just kidding ๐Ÿ™ƒ

I spent the last week and a half of January  falling in love with Southeast Asia!! Finshed working a 3 day trip, showered, and headed back to the airport for nearly a day of flying ๐Ÿ˜ฉ(after I had flown 5 hours for work)  4 hours from Houston to San Francisco then 17 hours from San Francisco to Singapore!!  Singapore was beautiful…and hot and humid!! I arrived at the hostel I was supposed to be staying which ended up being in a very sketchy area ๐Ÿ˜’ they didn’t allow early checkin…that ended up working in my favor lol I called an Uber and headed to an area that was a little less sketchy…Chinatown for the win๐Ÿ˜Ž 

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The flight landed super early in Singapore and I was determined to beat jet lag by staying woke until atleast 8pm…I was in bed by 12 and ridiculously tired ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ I spent the next few days half tired half exploring. Had some really good (and expensive) food and did a lot of walking! Singapore ended up becoming one of my least favorite places because of its lack of diversity ๐Ÿ˜ and because it so expensive!! So I ditched and headed to Bali!!!


I started off by heading to Lembongan Island and it was a journey to get there!!

A ferry ride then a wagon then a little boat then another wagon๐Ÿ˜ฉ but it was all worth it!! This place was amazing!! Due to the islands size there are no cars on the island just scooters and hotel run wagons. There was so much beauty here!! The water the people THE FOOD!! lol I stayed at a little resort with villas on the water…which isn’t a norm for me…I’m the hostel queen๐Ÿ˜Ž but hey why not!! The place was beautiful and relaxing but filled with family travelers๐Ÿ˜ as a solo traveler this isn’t very exciting if you’re looking to link up and make friends. So my days on Lembongan island were spent relaxing and being anti social lol I got a massage to days in a row because the shit is dirt cheap!! A 4 hour spa day with 90 minute massage, facial, and body scrub coat me about $17 !! Amazing right? 

I headed to Kuta next!! Kuta is the city there’s a beach but it’s not the clean pretty beach…it’s a city beach!! Lol the hostel here was amazing and $4 a night!! I arrived early so I sat in the bar/common area and did what I do best….talk to random strangers in random countries!! Made a friend from Scotland, Austria, Morocco, and South Dakota!! After checking we headed to a local spot for lunch…an order of Nasi Goreng and a beer cost me 50,000 IDR the equivalent of about $3 ….I was in love!! โ€‹

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I spent the rest of my time in Kuta hanging out with my new friends at the hostel. Learned a cool ass card game and drunk a lot of beer!! 

Then it was on to the next city…Ubud!!

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After a 2 hour $10 Uber ride I arrived in Ubud!! The hostel here was just as amazing as the one in Kuta but was $1 cheaper ๐Ÿ˜Ž here I made friends and found my yoga boyfriend lol 

Ok let’s talk about aerial yoga…this was amazing!! Per usual I was horrible but yoga is always fun for me!! The studio was cool and the power was out in the city so it was actually a candle lit yoga session (how romantic ๐Ÿ˜œ) I met some more friends lol 2 Beautiful ladies one from the U.K. that was studying in China and in Bali for holiday and the other was from Chicago…super cool to meet another American!! My time in Ubud was spent on the back of Yoga bae’s scooter, getting lost, or eating!! There’s a breakfast dish..pineapple pancakes but it’s not your traditional pancake!! It’s somewhere between a crepe and an American pancake and it was freakin delicious!!! โ€‹

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The not so fun part was leaving and getting back to the states๐Ÿ˜ฉ I see jokes all the time of people getting stranded while flying standby…the struggle was real!!๐Ÿ˜‚ 


I ended up flying from Bali to Hong Kong to Guam to Tokyo and finally to Houston to get home!!! Talk about a struggle ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ but I made it and the trip was amazing!! Bali holds a special place in my heart now…I can’t wait to see where the travel Gods take me next…until next time ๐Ÿ˜Žโœˆ๏ธโœŒ๐Ÿพ

What is Normal Anyway๐Ÿค”

I thought I was a normal person living a normal life….until I told my story aloud!!

In my mind I’m a normal 27 that had “different” beginnings….apparently there’s nothing normal about me!! 

Born to teenage parents who were essentially products of their environment. I was born on my dads 17th birthday. Unfortunately he had gotten into some trouble a few months before and was  serving a jail sentence for armed robbery or something of that nature. I mean just imagine being 16 with your second kid on the way…I could imagine his back was to the wall and he did what he felt was necessary!! My mom had a few…or a lot of criminal dealings as well. Growing up the child of a drug addict gives you a different kind of tough skin I’m sure!! She too, to my understanding, did the best she could with the circumstances at hand! For a great deal of her life she sold drugs. I actually remember baby food jars being used to “cook up” crack cocaine using a hot plate!! And all the great shit I got as s kid from addicts selling anything for their next hit! 

So I’ve never really lived with my parents…there’s been times when my mom lived with me and my grandma but I don’t ever recall a time were it was just me and mom or me and dad. My grandmother assumed the role, and did a great job if you ask me, of being my mom! She stayed on drugs until I was about 6…it’s crazy because she still tells the story it’s like she just decided she had to change for me no rehab just prayer and a change of setting! We moved from Algiers to Marrero and things were uphill from there!!

Growing up is when I kinda felt different…all of my friends lived with their parents. And to make matters worse I was the only child by my mom so I really didn’t have anyone to relate, no one shared my struggle…that I knew of. I’d say I was a good kid other than the fact that I hated bathing ๐Ÿ˜ฉ seriously baths use to make me itch!! lol I had a routine…I sat on the edge of the tub and washed 1 arm because my grandma would always do the smell check!! Eventually she caught on to me…maybe the crystal clear water gave it away!!๐Ÿ˜‚  it’s safe to say %90 of my whoopings were somehow related to me bathing!! Thank God I grew out of that right ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚ 

I was never a popular kid and I’d do anything to make friends! I diagnosed myself with type 2 only child syndrome…main symptom is being socially retarded! lol I was willing to give away anything to gain a friend…snacks, toys, money, you name it!!! But I couldn’t deal with anyone for to long๐Ÿ˜ฉ one summer Ashley came down from Mississippi to stay with us and about a week in I was asking my grandma to tell her to go home๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜ฉ I just couldn’t deal!! I didn’t do well in competitive situations either…6th grade year I tried out for the dance team back then I was even a more horrible dancer than I am now…of course I didn’t make the team๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚ I spent my entire homeroom period crying my eyes out๐Ÿ˜ฉ so my homeroom teacher ended up talking the dance team coach into letting me on the team๐Ÿ˜‚  and in high school I was the first Katrina evacuee to arrive…I’m sure they felt sorry for me so I was asked what I’d like to do…so I became a cheerleader ๐Ÿ˜Ž wasn’t good at that either but I was apart of the team!! 

Working was the first thing I liked and was good at!! I’m one hell of and interviewer and the idea of independence has always been exciting to me! 

To be continued….

The not so glamorous side of things…

I did 2 cattle calls, 5 video interviews, 3 face to face interviews, and probably 50 applications to get where I am!! I’m here and the grass isn’t ass green as I assumed it would be๐Ÿ˜“

Let’s start by saying I am absolutely in love with being a flight attendant…I couldn’t imagine myself doing anything else…ever!! Immediately follow that statement with I’m sacrificing everything to be here!! A few weeks ago I went into Victoria’s Secret to buy a sweater… checked out the price tag and it was $49!! I literally negotiated with myself about what I could live with out and finally came to the conclusion (made an adult decision) that I can’t afford to purchase a sweater that cost $49 on my salary!! That hurt!!! I sat and thought of the countless time I’ve spent $50 on food, alcohol, lottery tickets, and other bullshit that’s not essential for day to day living!! Basically as a flight attendant you’re guaranteed 80 hours a month…not much when you consider that average person works 80 hours every 2 weeks. We also get per diem…$1.85 per hour. Per diem includes the time we spend at hotels on layovers, wait time in between flights, and the time it takes for passengers to board and deplane!! So in uniform…unless the doors are closed I’m making $1.85 per hour! Adds up tho…during my best month I had about 311 hours of per diem. 

So what do you do when you absolutely love your job but you can only afford to eat Ramen and Wendy’s 4 for $4 when you’re kinda balling??? You continue doing what you love!! Ok enough money talk ๐Ÿ™„

Living arrangements…with all the notes info above it’s kind of obvious that you can’t afford your own place๐Ÿ˜“ so you crashpad while you’re working and the rest of the time…you live with your parents or you’re semi-homeless๐Ÿ˜… unless you were really smart and saved a shitload of money before you joined the wonderful world of aviation!! Again, this isn’t as bad as it sounds, I like to think of myself as a profession nomad๐Ÿ˜ and crashpads really aren’t that bad…my new one is quite fancy actually ๐Ÿ˜Ž and it’s a lot better than living with normal people!! It’s like being a thug…if you don’t live this life you probably don’t understand it lol๐Ÿ˜‚ so being in a crashpad allows you to be surrounded by people who understand your struggle, they’re just as broke as you are, and they probably had pretzels for lunch and peanuts for dinner just like you did๐Ÿ˜œ Ok so broke, semi homeless, and lonely ๐Ÿ˜“ unless you’re dating someone else that’s into aviation you’re probably not dating at all!!! Communication plays a huge roll in the whole dating/bonding thing and no one appreciates 4 hour delay in messaging!! You’re kinda always away when everyone is available!! So you end creating a new family everytime you start a 4 day trip…I know more about some of the guys I’ve flown with than I’d like to know๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ™ˆ lol

Gear down….rear down!! (Landing gears down we’ll be landing soon…talk to you later!๐Ÿ˜˜)

Flight attendant Ellis…you’ve been assigned a trip๐Ÿ˜ฉ

Today I’m officially 2 months and 3 days in!! I made it through training, IOE, and my first couple of months and I still love the job (not %100 today the I’m a little tired) lol . This life is honestly everything I thought it would be!! โœˆ๏ธ 

So training was 3 weeks long…easy as pie and I had a cool roommate. The class was diverse men, women, black, white, 21-67 years old, etc. I finished with the highest GPA and got the award for best dressed (still not sure how I pulled the best dressed part off.)  we started with a class of 19, graduated 13, and it’s currently 10 of us left!! Now while training was a breeze, week 1 of actual flying was a fucking disaster ๐Ÿ˜ฉ the world had literally been placed in my lap and it was now my job to find a cure for cancer, end world hunger, and find Waldo…not really but that’s what week 1 feels like!! I second guessed myself for a second…maybe I’m just book smart ๐Ÿค” maybe I’m not meant to be a flight attendant in real life๐Ÿค” obviously those thoughts changed and I’m now an expert at serving 50 passengers in 12 minutes๐Ÿ˜Ž it’s definetly a job you have to get use to and may not be as glamorous as portrayed but still the best job I’ve ever  had !!! 

I’m 2 months in working on my 3rd vacation. I did Aruba my second week then Vancouver/Victoria a few weeks later…both were beautiful!!

Sandy and I at Butchart Gardens

Living arrangements…or should I say a college dorm on steroids!! Here’s how it works: you take a 2 bedroom apartment add 6 bunk beds to each room,  host a bunch of flight attendants , and call it a crashpad!! It’s not as bad as it sounds lol no one is ever home at the same time!! On average you’re off 11 days a month and most Of us travel or go home (or go to our parents house and crash on their couch) . The crashpad ends up being a really good place to vent…eveeyone basically has the same struggle!! My crashpad is downtown Newark so I’m a bus ride away from the airport and a 30 minute train ride from New York!! The girls are all nice for the most part and just like training it’s super diverse in race and age!! 

Dating ๐Ÿ‘€ …..end of paragraph ๐Ÿ˜ฉ Yeah, there’s kinda no time for that๐Ÿ˜ I’ve been on a few actually ….nothing to get excited over tho! I did manage to go cold turkey on my ex… No calls, no emails, no texts, I even went to Dallas twice and didn’t stalk him๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜ฉ be proud…be very proud! I definetly have my lonely days…or nights but I’ve got that covered!! Reminding myself about th extra sanity I have as a single woman gets me through everytime!! 

The downside is finances….how broke am I ? Let’s just say I made more working at a call center when I was in college ๐Ÿ™ˆ but that’s ok…I’m happy as shit and I’m not missing any meals!! Money was my ultimate sacrifice….I gave it up in exchange for some happiness!! Best thing I’ve done for myself in my 20s! To add to that I spent atleast half of my income on traveling before I became a flight attendant now I can get a roundtrip flight to Japan for the same price as a pair of converse sneakers…that’s a fuxkin win๐Ÿ˜Ž
Ok we’re descending….time to tidy up the cabin for landing…until next timeโœŒ๐Ÿพ๏ธ

Belize Education Drive

When I landed in Belize City I had to catch a taxi from the international airport to the municipal airport. This gave me and opportunity to see the not so “touristy” parts of Belize. Seeing how “rough” things were made me spark up a conversation with the taxi driver Stanley! One of the things that stood out in our convo was the lack of free education. First world problems ๐Ÿ˜ฆ I had no idea that everyone in every country didn’t have access to free public education. That was all the motivation I needed!! I spoke with a few locals including my tour  guide in San Pedro , Oscar, who confirmed that everything I learned during my taxi ride in the mainland was indeed true and there were many kids that didn’t go to school because their parents cant afford it.

If you’re reading this its probably because you want to helpโ€ฆso here’s the plan! Basic education costs about $50 BZD ($25 USD) a month. School runs from September to June so roughly about $250 USD a year. My goal is to help sponsor at least 15 kids! Im currently in touch with a Dallas native that helps run some of the charities there and a special needs teacher for ACES Brittney O. and Sarah F. Brittney also mentioned that there is always a need for black shoes, white socks, backpacks, and general supplies. So maybe there is someone who might feel the need to give but cant quite afford a monetary donationโ€ฆa pack of socks will work just as good ๐Ÿ™‚ Okay back to the planโ€ฆ.raise enough money to sponsor at least 15 kids tuition for the 2016-2017 school year by June 15th then take a trip to Belize to deliver the shoes, socks, backpacks, and supplies we’ve collected and meet some of the kids! Southwest offers discounted rates when you book in a group so once we have a plan i can definetely work on arranging travel to Belize for the cause. Brittney also owns the SandBar Hostel in Belize so Im sure I could workout arrangements for us there as well.

 

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Window seat…preferably an exit row!

*Update 2/16/17* I started this blog when I had a normal job and was traveling just for fun…I’ve since became a flight attendant with a regional airline!! I’ve continued to travel and I’ve attempted to date๐Ÿ˜‚ but I still prefer window seats!!

Hi guys! *super huge smile* So I started my official ‘Solo Travel Journey’ February 2012 and I’ve been many places and have met MANY beautiful people ever since. I’m starting this blog for those that are interested in my travel and for those that share the same passion for travel as me ๐Ÿ™‚ I’ll share all my tips and tricks and how I’ve been able to afford traveling once a month every month for 4 years now on an average (or below lol) salary!! I’ll also talk about my life as a single woman and my always  fun, interesting, and sometimes crazy Tinder dates…and my love for couponing!! Thanks for stopping by…our journey will begin soon!

XOXO,

Brit

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