"You still wander" 

"You spend more time abroad than at home"

"Don't you mind living out of suitcase?" 

There is really no week when someone would not ask me "AREN'T YOU BORED?!" 

There are also words of compassion "MUST BE HARD, ALL THE TIME ON A JOURNEY". 

I can't also complain about the lack of "SUCH LIFE IS NOT A LIFE". 

One conclusion quickly comes to mind: the work of a flight attendant is not a job for the homebodies who are afraid of challenges and changes. Such people will quickly feel tired, burned out, irritated by the lack of stability and continuous rotations that turn life upside down.

And me? I am a traveler who needs a change of place like oxygen. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, for me it's not a torment, not a difficulty which others cannot get over. For me, this work is a guarantee of a constant breeze of freshness, inflow of new power, and if I had to spend all my time in one place only, my psyche would have been in ruin a long time ago (literally in ruin). I am the kind of person who, being at the same point for a few months, would start to choke, burn out, feel uncomfortable, physically and mentally. I need changes, rotations, flows, long journeys to... Live! 

Therefore, to all those who eagerly tell me "THIS LIFE IS NOT A LIFE"... This, my dear IS A LIFE. 

On heels, in a skirt, with a suitcase in hand, from plane to plane. What's interesting about that? Maybe nothing, but if the plane and traveling are your oxygen - believe me, then it means everything. And if you don't believe, just try to breathe without oxygen and you'll quickly find out what my life would be without flying. Add to this not short stays in exotic places, getting to know other cultures and... Life could not be any better!

Sometimes there are moments that lead to amazing emotions, even at the other end of the world...

Madagascar. An island country in Africa, which is seen by the world as a tourist paradise and the the home of characters from animated films. However, to learn the truth and feel the pulse of life there, you need to leave the sterile environment of holiday resorts... 

Day, ordinary, sunny, on one of the local beaches. However, it is this special day that will remain in my heart for the rest of my life and one of those that will always cause tears of emotion in my eyes. 

Kids. They immediately put a smile on my face, and when those shy and afraid babies came up to me and began to cuddle, my heart melted. Their joyful smiles, when a few moments later they ran towards me in impatience "who will be first" and hugged with all their strength, not wanting to let go, little hands hung on my neck, a mermaid drawn by them from the bottom of their heart and the crying of these kids, when evening came and they had to go home and didn't want to say goodbye, led me to tears. Lovely, wonderful little ones.

Although we didn't know the meaning of our words, we understood each other perfectly, because we spoke in an international language that everyone understands, in the language of gestures, gazes and feelings. Because not words are the key to communication, but openness and a good heart.

How? Why?

I asked and at some moments I still ask myself such questions. Shock and disbelief? It's an understatement! How? Me? Such a little mouse? Impossible and yet. 

About a year ago I saw the story of an ordinary girl, wife, mother, creating her own YouTube channel, who recorded a video about an offer from TV and you know what? Watching it I was laughing to tears. My first thought? "Oh girl, why do you tell fairy tales? Do you really think someone is gonna believe you?" Yes I know. The devil hater. Shame on me. But it really was like this, and I didn't believe a word of it. I couldn't believe it and I didn't believe it later as well. By the time. 

So, going back to the topic, I got an invitation to a TV program. How did this happen? Attention attention, the surprise was waiting in the classic email! Yes exactly. I received a message to a public email address from a person from one of the largest private TV stations in the country asking if I would be interested in participating in a few weeks long "top large format production". What a tempting offer, an invitation from the devil himself, a piece of the media sky is opening, who active in this environment wouldn't want to effortlessly sit on a fluffy cloud and fly straight into the heavens? Sin would be not to use such an occasion, right? 

Not taking it is a sin, but I like to sin, and I'm already working in the heavens, so I didn't accept the "straight-from-Hollywood" offer and I chose my life in the sky. I may be burnt in hell for that, but instead of cameras I prefer aircraft, paradise Maldives, sandy beaches in Zanzibar and my lemurs in Madagascar.

London. A big, cosmopolitan city, a total mix of cultures and nationalities, a language that everyone knows, good work and the opportunity to blend in with the crowd. 

Barcelona. The colorful, lively capital of Catalonia, the center of Spanish tourism, the pulsating atmosphere, filled with hot blood and fiery temperament, a city of artists and colorful souls, surrounded by hot sands of beaches. 

So why did I set a new beginning and instead of London, I chose Barcelona? What made me decide to give up places where I was assured a job at British national airlines, where communication with others, although in a foreign country, was easier than anywhere else, because who doesn't know English nowadays and the country where English is the official language? A dream come true! Are you sure? For me it was not as perfect as it seemed at first and also seemed so to me. Despite the first good impression, London isn't my city, not my climate, not my atmosphere. Frequent rain, fog, cold, often not only in weather... Huge crowding, and above all, prices so big that it can reach the cosmic space. 

What about Barcelona? Why Barcelona? And what about Venice, was there also Venice before Barcelona? There was London, there was move to Venice, but well, Barcelona is an absolute winner in all respects. 

Despite the fact that Barcelona itself has already had several independent posts, where it was written, among others, why for me it's the perfect city and that I also came here by working at airlines, it is also worth comparing it to the capital of Great Britain. Is the difference between the two big? It is large and felt at every turn. In Barcelona it's much more pleasant, more hospitable, light and definitely much cheaper. But most importantly, the Spanish mentality is completely different from the British one, much more open and temperament, which is consistent with my own personality, what is why I feel so much better in such a place. 

And with a grain of salt, who would like to spend their lives in the rain, in the fog, under grey clouds, when we could bathe in the sun and soak up full strength all year round?

"Don't brag" 

"Keep it for yourself" 

"It's not nice to tell people about your successes, you have to be modest" 

Who has ever listened to this kind of "wisdom"? Or, otherwise, is there anyone who has not been instructed and shut up in this way? I was too. And finally I said it's enough and definitely cut off from the ideology of "being nobody". 

Why should the person who achieved any success, reached something big, managed to achieve something that is unreachable for others, must remain quiet and enjoy it alone, when someone who did nothing screams all over the world and rises in glory, because they even exist? For me it's a complete abstraction, a typical celebration of emptiness over fullness.

For most people, being proud of yourself, appreciating yourself and your efforts is pure evil and conceit. Why? Most often, the reason is clear, it stings them like salt in their eyes, irritates that someone could, someone succeeded, and they... They are, because they are and would give everything not to hear about someone's successes. Effect? Malice, rudeness, often hate. 

Is it a reason so should one get rid of the sense of happiness and pride? In my opinion - absolutely not! Being proud, enjoying what you have managed to come to, is really not a bad thing to stop and to be ashamed of. Do you have a reason for that? Don't listen to people and be proud of yourself, because no one else has worked for you and nobody has the right to take your right for the joy of victory in the fight against difficulties encountered on your way.

"Nie chwal się"

"Zachowaj to dla siebie"

"Nieładnie mówić ludziom o swoich sukcesach, trzeba być skromnym"

Kto w życiu nasłuchał się tego typu mądrości? Albo inaczej, czy jest ktoś, kto nie był w ten sposób pouczany i uciszany? Ja też byłam. Aż w końcu powiedziałam dość i stanowczo od ideologii "bycia nikim" się odcięłam. 

Z jakiego powodu osoba, która odniosła jakikolwiek sukces, doszła do czegoś dużego, udało jej się osiągnąć coś, co dla innych jest nieosiągalne, musi pozostać cicho i cieszyć się tym samotnie, kiedy ktoś, kto nie zrobił nic, krzyczy na cały świat i unosi się w chwale, bo w ogóle istnieje? Dla mnie to kompletna abstrakcja, typowa celebracja pustki nad pełnością. 

Dla większości ludzi, bycie z siebie dumnym, docenianie siebie i swoich wysiłków, to czyste zło i zarozumiałość. Dlaczego? Najczęściej powód jest jasny, kłuje ich to jak sól w oczach, drażni, że ktoś mógł, komuś się udało, a oni... Są, bo są i daliby wszystko, żeby o czyichś sukcesach nawet nie słyszeć. Efekt? Złośliwość, opryskliwość, niejednokrotnie hejt. 

Czy z tego powodu, powinno się pozbywać poczucia spełnienia, dumy? Moim zdaniem - absolutnie nie! Bycie dumnym, cieszenie się z tego, do czego udało się dojść, to naprawdę nie jest coś złego, od czego wypadałoby się powstrzymywać i czego należy się wstydzić. Masz do tego powód? Nie słuchaj ludzi i bądź z siebie dumny, bo nikt inny za Ciebie na to nie pracował i nikt nie ma prawa odbierać Ci prawa radości ze zwycięstwa w walce z napotkanymi na drodze przeciwnościami.

Is the work of the flight attendant mentally exhausting? 

Is it true that there is a lot of pressure from other employees? 

Is the hostility of other flight attendants common? 

I have heard these questions more than once and I will probably hear more than once. That is why I decided to refer to this, because most often people asking about this are interested in the phenomenon of mobbing in airlines. So, is it or isn't it? 

I have already worked in several lines, so I can say that I have a smaller or bigger comparison between them, even in this matter. In general, I strongly deny that such practices are everyday routine in this work and usually the crews work together and respect each other, instead of terrorizing each other, so the picture of bad stewardess attacking colleagues is definitely a caricature inconsistent with reality. However, unfortunately, it's not perfect, although all the time since I started flying, it was rather calm and pleasant, in one of my previous airlines I had unpleasantness to encounter behavior that could surely be classified as mobbing, so... Just so it wasn't too boring and idyllic, one person eagerly insulted, offended and humiliated other crew members, even in front of passengers, feeling completely unpunished (and they were). And to add spice, there was also blackmail and threats against other flight attendants. I experienced this, my colleagues experienced it, some gave up themselves, some lost their jobs because of their sabotage and neverending accusations. 

Fortunately, I have left work in the airline where such situations have happened long time ago, and I've not met mobbing in person or heard any of my colleagues encounter such annoyances. The comforting fact is that these kind of situations are very rare and usually in airlines where the value system is simply unstable. Happily, most airlines respect both their employees as well as employees respect each other, the atmosphere is good and nothing bad is happening, and if any disruptive behavior occurs, it's definitely not ignored.