Poh SIti Dawn
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Since I work for an airline and I can go on flights for free and I regularly do, I should at least write about my experiences.
So yesterday (Thursday) I went to LA because I hadn't been to a beach in almost 4 years and had the summer urge to go for a swim. So I slept for 3 hours (Wednesday) and woke up around 4am on Thursday, packed my bags, drove to the airport, parked the whip and hopped onto a plane that headed for LA (6am). The flight was blah, I was already tired and ontop of that there were several kids throwing their fits. I didn't sleep but arrived at 9am.
Hopped off the plane, walked outside of the airport and asked an older Mexican woman for directions. She told me to follow her and took me on the employee bus with her. We talked the whole ride, even though she barely spoke English....turns out she was a flight attendant for the company that I work for lol. Also, I don't know what it is about older Latina women and black men. Anyhow, we pull up to a car rental place and I go look for more directions.
After some asking I find a nice hotel that has a shuttle that takes you on a tour of manhattan beach (shoutout to who ever suggested that to me). So I went, went swimming in the ocean was sick.
Kicked it, ate burgers for every meal. Lunch and dinner were In and Out and breakfast was a random place called The Kettle. Ended up hanging out with a cool dude I made friends with at a hostel in vancouver.
Anyway, I went end to go back home the some day but I ended up not being able to, no open seats for planes for the same day, so I had to spend a night in a hotel. The next day, I woke up, showered, kicked it and looked for flights back to portland.
But I couldn't find anything, so I'm trying to work out the mathematics, seeing if I can fly to one city and then back home from that one. Couldn't find anything that lined up, most had no chances of me being on that plane. Around 11am ish, it popped into my head to fly to Seattle because someone had once told me that if you can't make it to your home then fly to Seattle first, because it's a hub.
So I did, the flight left at 1:45pm and it was already 1130. So I walked to LAX, a 30 minute walk if done with a casual stroll manner.
I'll finish the rest later cause this shyt is long.
So yesterday (Thursday) I went to LA because I hadn't been to a beach in almost 4 years and had the summer urge to go for a swim. So I slept for 3 hours (Wednesday) and woke up around 4am on Thursday, packed my bags, drove to the airport, parked the whip and hopped onto a plane that headed for LA (6am). The flight was blah, I was already tired and ontop of that there were several kids throwing their fits. I didn't sleep but arrived at 9am.
Hopped off the plane, walked outside of the airport and asked an older Mexican woman for directions. She told me to follow her and took me on the employee bus with her. We talked the whole ride, even though she barely spoke English....turns out she was a flight attendant for the company that I work for lol. Also, I don't know what it is about older Latina women and black men. Anyhow, we pull up to a car rental place and I go look for more directions.
After some asking I find a nice hotel that has a shuttle that takes you on a tour of manhattan beach (shoutout to who ever suggested that to me). So I went, went swimming in the ocean was sick.
Kicked it, ate burgers for every meal. Lunch and dinner were In and Out and breakfast was a random place called The Kettle. Ended up hanging out with a cool dude I made friends with at a hostel in vancouver.
Anyway, I went end to go back home the some day but I ended up not being able to, no open seats for planes for the same day, so I had to spend a night in a hotel. The next day, I woke up, showered, kicked it and looked for flights back to portland.
But I couldn't find anything, so I'm trying to work out the mathematics, seeing if I can fly to one city and then back home from that one. Couldn't find anything that lined up, most had no chances of me being on that plane. Around 11am ish, it popped into my head to fly to Seattle because someone had once told me that if you can't make it to your home then fly to Seattle first, because it's a hub.
So I did, the flight left at 1:45pm and it was already 1130. So I walked to LAX, a 30 minute walk if done with a casual stroll manner.
I'll finish the rest later cause this shyt is long.
You're so lucky. I want to be a flight attendent so bad.
It's a perk for employees who don't get paid enough
) she looked like one of them Mexicans off telemundo with whitish skin and red hair. No worries though, I'm going to try to go to Mexico soon.