Ah yes, Amsterdam, July, 1990.....did Anneke mention to you that we entered a "Hard Rock Cafe" store, very uh...."happy"? I ripped off my t-shirt, stood up on the glass counter where there was a mirror on the wall behind the counter; I started gyrating and bumping and grinding to the loud rock music in the store. The FA
's and our ISM
(In-flight service manager) were cheering me on while they were, er, "smokin". 2 elderly Dutch women got very annoyed with me. The girls on my crew dragged me off the counter, ripped off my belt and tied it around my neck like a dog collar. They proceeded to "walk me" (I was on my hands and knees) down the streets of AMS
, with a joint hanging out of my mouth. Each of us was in tears from non-stop laughing. Later, we all had great fun purchasing huge Dutch pastries off of a street vendor, then whipping them at passing traffic. We ran and ran through the streets (we interruped a childrens puppet show going on in a small square) and back alleyways, frequenting bars and a disco for yet more drinks until about, God, I think it was dawn. I swear to God that I have never, ever, laughed so hard and continuously (5-6 hours) in my life.
On our return flight home (AMS
, DC-8-63) I worked the rear cabin with a delicious girl on the crew named Kim. Anneke was working the fwd cabin/galley. We were (the entire cabin crew) totally wiped out from our 2 days of "fun". We had a check supervisor on-board, a Dutch guy named Frank, who was pretty cool. Our rear cabin had only 13 pax in it (including 2 Dutch guys who attempted to light up a HUGE joint prior to push-back; we stopped them, confiscated the joint and "secured it"). After the meal service, I
was exhausted, and sat in an empty row of seats mid-cabin....and passed out. Frank, the supervisor, was sitting 3 rows ahead of me, filling out our FA
assessment reports for our flight! Kim had to literally drag me out of the pax seat and back to the rear galley where we overdosed on Columbian coffee.
LOL....what a F******G great pairing that was; and crews today would NOT get away with half the shit the WG crews pulled; we were known at Air Canada and CP
for being total party crews, which we were.
Portugual? LOL......YES, I know the steak sandwich story! LOL! Ya wanna hear MY
Azores total Raunch Layover story?