People tell me I think to much. Whether that’s meant to be an insult or not, I don’t disagree with them. I’ve had a lot on my mind these days, and having the opportunity to operate a flight home to Toronto, Canada last week gave me the chance I needed to clear my head.
Dubai is an exciting place to live, but with so much going on in the city all the time it’s nice to get away. I’ve spent nearly a month here on ground, so you can imagine how good it felt to get back into the air and of course, to operate a flight home.
My layovers in Toronto, Canada usually consist of a visit to Burlington, Ontario to see my family. My parents don’t live in the city, so I tend meet them halfway at my aunt’s place for dinner. When I’m not with my loved ones, you can find me catching up with friends at local hot-spots, running around the downtown core trying to get my errands done, or roaming up and down Queens Quay taking in the picturesque views of the Waterfront. It’s hard though. With less than 52 hours to spare, I can’t see everyone I’d like to see and do everything I’d like to do.
Lately, I’ve found myself wondering what things would be like if I didn’t make the move overseas. I think it’s because I’m starting to realize that being a flight attendant isn’t necessarily a career for me, but more of a temporary position that has allowed me to escape the confines of the concrete jungle for a while.
That’s not to say that I’m not happy with where I am right now. I’ve accomplished a lot since I’ve made the life-changing decision to join Emirates. I’ve been to 32 countries, done things I’ve never thought I’d do and made friends that come from places I didn’t even know existed.
My social media presence has also increased dramatically, and I am constantly receiving messages from people all over the world who are inspired by my writing and love of travel. This, of course, was not planned, but welcomed. I’m glad that I’ve been able to share my experience with others. To be honest, this has been one of the most rewarding parts of the job so far, and I am content in knowing that when or “if” I resign, that this attention will fade. I welcome that too.
The hardest part about leaving home is not knowing when I’ll be coming back. Each time I visit, returning to Dubai becomes a lot harder. I read a quote online recently that said:
“Once you experience travel, you will never be completely at home again, because part of your heart will always be elsewhere”
No matter where this journey takes me, I feel as though this will always be the case. My body will be in one place, but my mind, heart and soul will always be in another. <3
Next Stop: Johannessburg, South Africa
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