...the crew manager called me to ask if I can join Compass in Halifax next Monday...
Well, I have realised that I will never get a normal life (whatever that might be) and it's October, rain, cold and I'm in a pretty confused mode in all thinkable ways, so why not? I haven't yet signed off mentally, so no big changes there. Besides, I have never been asked to join any of the vessels in order to cover up for someone else before, so I shouldn't complain too much about this.
BUT... And it's a big BUT... The flight... Two hours from Gothenburg to London - fine with me, I can almost find my own airway across the North Sea by now, after my last three trips. But then we have the big issue - the flight across the North Atlantic. The North Atlantic is perfectly fine to cross with a large vessel, but NOT in an airplane. I've done it once and I'm still surpriced that I survived that, but can you be that lucky twice??? Hardly... Well, MAYBE a couple of other persons have crossed the Atlantic the airway a little more than once and survived, but as I've mentioned before - when it comes to aircrafts, I don't rely on statistics. So, this weekend will be all about this flight. By Sunday I should have come to the point where the panic takes over my life, let's see if I can share it with the rest of you.