While we are sitting at our desks in Flight Attendant School trying to memorize the “Boarding” announcement verbatim, the mind starts to wander.

Is this all there is? Safety, memorization, and passing out snacks? What about the good stuff, the fun stuff?

Hey, it’s out there. This comes from a person that has had a long Flight Attendant Career, and at times has had too much fun.

It’s Monday and tonight we’re in Austin. It’s a long overnight, and if you haven’t been to Austin, you are gonna need the extra sleep.

The van arrives late to pick up the Crew from the airport. It’s a mid 70 degrees and the humidity is low; a perfect night to end our 13 hour workday. We all hurry to our rooms, with the last words on the elevator being, “downstairs, 15 minutes.”

Sixth Street is only four blocks away and in Austin it is the “Yellow Brick Road” to a great night out.  Live music, great food, restaurants and bars are wide open for the pickings. Buckets of fresh seafood and more craw daddies than you may ever want to see.

Everybody is doing fine, yet no one says” hi” because they say “hey.”
You’re not “getting around to getting” the next set of “Jacks” your “fixin to git them.”

I tip my glass and declare, “Ye Haw how did a boy from Jersey get to a place like this?”
It’s 2 a.m. and I remember thinking save something in the tank, tomorrow brings me to Boston.

I have a date with my good friends from the Massachusetts Transit Department. We will swap stories at “Giavellis” in East Boston. The guys tell me about the “weirdo’s” on the train. I counter with my adventure of the day. We will take turns ordering different varieties of Sammy Adams as the snow begins to lightly fall outside.

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