The Big Apple is one city I will never get sick of flying to. It’s my supermarket, my favorite eat place, my favorite stage! My last duty was New York. I spent my days off in New York. I guess it’s only fitting my first flight back since sick leave is NYC. Not bad for my first flight of reserve. I hope the whole month stays like this. If it does I will surely be poor. The loads are light and the crew are all stars and I’m ready to get up in the sky. It’s rare to work in first class with a fellow American, but tomorrow there will be two yanks dishing up glamour and poring the bubbles at 38,000 feet.