Helloooo, Lover!

Guess who's back in Paris? Yeees, Dahling! I was supposed to back to Brussels, but when I signed in for a trip, a girlfriend of mine who also flies the leadership position was headed to Paris. I was like, "You should give me that Paris! I'm headed to Brussels." Turns out that she LOVES Brussels and was like, "Wanna swap?" That's exactly what we did. So, here I am on the crew bus on my way to the hotel. I am reaaalllly pooped. We had a four hour delay due to a security breech at the airport. Some idiot decided he was entering the terminal through one of the exits thus bypassing security. Terminal 2&3 were shut down.Police searched the planes for the culprit as some of the passengers were already boarded. When that proved futile, the two terminals were emptied of both employees and passengers and everyone had to be rescreened, with the exception of the passengers and crew already aboard the aircraft. Ladies and gentlemen, these are your tax dollars hard at work. All I know is that I didn't want to be in his position if he was caught... And believe it or not, he was. It didn't help that I went to work tired, suffering with the worst migraine that jarred me from my sleep around 6am. I vowed to nap at some point during the day before leaving for the airport, but it just didn't work out. Well, imma take a snooze now. Not at the hotel yet, but every little bit helps.

Brussels...

Hey Ya'lll....
I'm in Brussels. I can't make another long winded post as I am in the lobby awaiting crew pickup. Yesterday I had a nice day in Brussels, albeit a "nippy" day. I really needed a coat and some gloves. Because I was in "Aux Bruxelles", I decided to try a Belgian waffle... topped with melted chocolate. Yum! It was veeeeery rich. I'm feeling a bit rushed at the moment. I plan on going to the crew duty free. I hear the prices aren't too bad. That will have to be determined. I want to get some Longchamps bags. Ciao for now... or should I say "Au revoir"... French and Dutch is spoken here... I think they speak "Flemish" too! Don't ask me, I don't know what that is! That's why we have google! LOL!

Angry...

I am in Brussels. I just wrote a long winded post. I don't know what this stupid hotel computer did, but it's gone! UGH!!!!!

Goodbye, my Love... sigh

Here I am in my hotel room. I'm looking out the window from the 24th floor. Paris is laid out before me, Blackberry in hand.At 10am (Paris time, 4am NY time), my heart feels nostalgic and a tad heavy. This is my last assigned trip to Paris. The bid results for November were released and there were no international trips to be found. GASP! "Not even the London-Gatwicks that I hastily take off my schedule? Not even a Dublin?" It seems my international wings have been clipped. Speaking with my other colleagues, it seems we are all in the same predicament. It's my guess that one of two things happened. Either they reduced the amount of trips or the "senior mamas and papas" are back from their summer sabbaticals. It's probably a combination of both. I've gotten so accustomed to Paris, that I'd take a 6 hour nap once hitting the hotel room, then mozy out. Not today, 3 hours, tops. It's like an old friend that you've taken for granted, then you realize how much you'll miss them when they tell you they're moving away. When I get up, I plan to go out and soak it all in. I console myself knowing that this isn't to say I won't be back, 'cause there are flight attendants always willing to give trips away, so I will always have the ability to pick up Paris as well as other destinations. More than likely I will be forced back into international when summer comes 'round again.

I was the In-Flight Leader on this trip, also called the OBL. While it's not the 1st time I've flown it, I was the most comfortable on this trip. What does being the Int'l OBL mean? When poop hits the fan and they want the person in charge, that would be you! You're the head flight attendant. You're responsible for your crew, the paperwork as it pertains to entering a foreign country, such as liquor, customs, immigration, etc. I have always undertaken positions of leadership no matter what my career, so I guess it comes naturally. It must be the Leo in me. Well, I must nap now as my "old friend" awaits! Au revoir!

Parisian Goodies!

Seems like I did a little more shopping in Paris on my 3rd visit. I simply LOVE charms and on a visit to Printemps, I spotted a counter selling Thomas Sabo charms. They are soooo adorable. Tons of charms and they clip onto a charm bracelet and even pendants. They can be put on and taken off as you please. I was sold.
I have a Tiffany bracelet that I have added my own charms to prior to them selling their charms at a ridiculous price of $125 a charm. Heck! I bought my bracelet for that price when I first got it back in the day. I think it now retails for $185.
From the top where it reads "Thomas": tan enamel slingback stiletto, matching tan enamel bag, Eiffel Tower, an airplane, plaque that reads "Je ne regrette rien" which means "I don't regret anything" in French (didn't know I spoke french, did you? LOL!), then there's the star that says "Glam Girl", then another plaque that has "Mama" in different languages with a little boy and girl on it with hearts, a shopping bag that says "Shopping Victim", a red stiletto and a shoe box that says "My Favorite Shoes."


The box with "My Favorite Shoes".... when you open the box... SURPRISE!

A tiny pair of shoes!


...and what's a visit to Paris without bon bons? Chocolates from Fauchon...


Well, off to work on those pics from Milan and Rome...

This is the face of chocolate!

Hey all!

I am trying to get back on the bandwagon of consistent blogging. It's been thwarted by me not remembering my password to access my account for remote blogging as well as taking forever to upload the pics from my digicam. While reading is cool, I think looking at pictures paint more than a thousand words. Let's begin...

My first trip to Paris, France was September 18, 2007. I somehow feel that I connect to this city most out of the European countries that I've been to. The people, the fashion... the whole vibe... it draws me in. My soul is at peace here... maybe I even feel a tad more chic??? LOL! I don't know what sort of pheromones I was emitting on this trip, but the men were on it, doggonit!!! The funny thing is that they were all caucasian!!! ...from the Americans on the plane going over and coming, to the "frenchmen" on the streets of Paris. The line on the flight (used by two different gentlemen) is, "Have you seen 'Hairspray?' They say once you taste chocolate, you never go back!" Hmmm... so this is the face of "chocolate!" I would be in the galley trying to do my work and they'd come back and "entertain" me. The other male flight attendant was like, "I don't know what you 'turned on", but you better flip the switch and turn it off!" I shot him the look of "Don't you dare leave me in the galley here by myself!" Tell you one thing, I won't EVA starve in Paris, France! That's fo' sho'! LOL!

We arrived sometime after 7am Paris time. Paris is six hours ahead of New York. I decided before venturing out to take a nap. Three hours later, I was up and dressed. I headed to the metro... Paris' version of NY's subway and decided to buy an all day pass as it was rainy. I took the train all the way to Champs Elysees and then walked all over Paris. Chile, I was thinking that the Sephora in Paris would be cheaper as they originated there, but no such luck! However, I bought this pretty blue liquid liner by Bourjois. To tell you the truth, Monoprix sells Bourjois cheaper. Monoprix which is a type of store that sells clothing and groceries. Sephora out there carries a lot of high end cosmetics that we would normally find at our high end department stores in the States like Neimans and Bergdorfs. Some examples are Laura Mercier, By Terry, Black Up, to name a few. Heck! They even carry MAC! There was so much to see and take in. I felt so.... alive. By the time I made my way to Galleries Lafayette, they were closing. Printemps which was next door was closing too! Boooo! I ended up taking the metro back to the hotel. (Shoulda just bought a round trip!) I went to get me some groceries at the Monoprix by the hotel... and back to my hotel I went. It was a nice first visit, but I already knew I was coming right back in a few days.. just had to scout out the territory.

Here are the remaining pics of my first of many visits.

My First Trip to Paris Pics

Wanna feel like you're really there? Peep the videos!

Angry...

I've had so many posts to catch up on, but me being an airhead, totally forgot the darn password to get into my Blogspot account!!!!! ARGH! Will catch you up later! I've just returned from Milan.