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  • Just when you think you kinda-sorta know someone, The Bloggess blogs about them…

    See that picture, I actually kinda-sorta know the person who took it.  But we’ll get to that in a moment.  First I have to tell you about this blogger I love, that, basically, everyone loves, and she goes by the name of The Bloggess.  If you don’t know her you need…

  • Airline uniforms

    Heather, Apologies if you’ve already seen this a million times, but your post on your blog re uniforms and some comments regarding Virgin Atlantics made me think of the brilliant ad VA ran celebrating 25 years in the industry earlier this year…  http://www.wikio.co.uk/video/747179   Love your blog! Jennifer Jennifer, Thank you…

  • Relaxing on the beach

    oh just relaxing on the beach and reading Margo Candela’s manuscript, Goodbye To All That…

  • Manhattan Beach, CA

    The view outside my window…

  • Meet the Gadling team! (next weekend in Chicago)

    by Grant Martin on May 6th 2009 at 1:00PM We’re a ragtag group of bloggers here at Gadling, always on the road covering the newest, greatest travel stories, making friends all over the world, sleeping in airports and often with a drink and a camera in hand. It’s hard to…

  • A day in New York

    The husband flew into New York late Friday night, so we did what any other ex New Yorker who only had one full day in New York would do, we went for a slice. Or two. Maybe three. Okay fine four! Now he’s back on a plane and flying to…

  • Mile High Headshot

    Everyone meet Jon. Jon meet everyone.

  • Airplane photos & Hawaiian luaus

    I got an email today from an amazing photographer named Ron Dubin. All he wrote was, “It’s a plane, thought you might like it…” So I clicked the link and he was right, I do, indeed, like it. Here’s what else he had to say…“A single engine plane up in…

  • Hanging coats in business class (it’s just a flight attendant thing)

    Quickly I walk to gate 40B dressed in navy blue polyester, a tall latte in one hand, pulling my suitcase on wheels with the other hand. I flash the crew ID hanging around my neck at the frazzled agent manning the counter. Even though she’s sorting out a problem with…