PP52 with my class of Virgins

I couldn't have dreamed two years ago that I would fall in love so hard with the people I was about to spend five weeks with.  It was the November training class for Inflight Team Members of Virgin America, and we were the largest class they had ever had; there were over eighty of us.  For 5 weeks, we sat in class together, played games together, took breaks in Mt. Whitney together, stressed out with each other, laughed and cried with each other, and created bonds that will last a lifetime.  Each year in December, we go to recurrent training, and even though we dread the two boring class days, we secretly (and not so secretly) get really excited to have our mini reunion with a handful of Novemberites, aka "the best class ever".  This year was so much fun, I forgot the government required us to be there.  All we did was laugh.  Our instructor Sam was part of the reason we had so much fun too, he's an absolute gem, and we all swear it would be suicidal if he wasn't the one spending these 2 days with us.  Paulina here is one of my very favorite people at Virgin because of her wildly true spirit, and her realness.  She's someone you can have a deep conversation with about life & love, and in the next moment spit your drink out your nose because of her dry wit and priceless expressions. Our 'office' life is different every day, but at the end of it all we know that it is more than just our own metal tube hurling through the sky:  We have each other out there, supporting one another and laughing with each other across the world, and knowing that there are 80+ people who are our extended family, even if we only get to hug them once a year in the jet bridge!  

 

Paulina.

Paulina.