Life's a journey

I notice for the past one third of my life, I have been packing and unpacking my travel luggage. I would say: “ Wow, what a life!?!?!” (Oppsss…. for your info, I’m a flight attendant of a prestigious airline. No name mention, but I’m proud to be part of it) =)

At times, I’m pretty agitated with the idea of packing with the consideration of the weather, duration of stay, activities, accessibility or convenience for food, sufficient local currencies, etc.

To further describe, I basically have three ‘companion’ bags which I can’t leave (or live) without it. They are my check-in 30’’ Delsey hard-case 2-wheels bag, a black canvas Hush Puppies 2-wheels trolley cabin bag (though it has a heavy casing but the roller is superb and lasting). Last but not least is my Samsonite laptop bagpack which I carry my laptop (Apple, of course) around the world. Not to mention other range of bags that I have collected over the years and they are used inter-changeably.

Undoubtedly, packing/unpacking is part and parcel of my job and it has seemed to be part of my “life-style”. Why do I say it’s a life style? Or should I say, Life’s a journey, like Samsonite’s slogan?

Looking at my weekly activities, I’m basically traveling from one GMT to another constantly, different time zones, diverse culture and differing food palate. Sometimes, I can be awake for 36-hours; or sleeping around-the-clock; or sleep during the day and work during the night; if lucky, I would be off either in overseas or back in base for a couple of days…. When I’m fully re-charged, I basically have all the time by myself and enjoy my free time.

Is it a job that everyone envies?