Flying with the Rich and Famous: True Stories from the Flight Attendant who flew with them by Patricia Reid Page B
Authors: Patricia Reid
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thrilled to find out Sylvester Stallone was one our passengers, but we had one flight attendant who was especially excited. This woman was so over-the-top exuberant over Sly I thought she might start hyperventilating. She was so ridiculously star-struck I wanted to slap her. Seriously, she was driving us all nuts.
When Rocky Balboa swaggered into the cabin, in all his gorgeousness, we kind of saw where she was coming from. He was extremely handsome, buff, and seriously sexy. If you looked into his eyes (which turned out to be a rare occasion), you were frozen; his eyes are the epitome of being “lost in those eyes.” And when he spoke in that distinct mesmerizing voice, I was almost ready to jump on the loony flight attendant’s bandwagon.
I was really expecting some kind of Rambo persona, likehe would save the airplane and all of us in it if the flight went down. But after just a few moments, the bottom fell out of the airplane and the air out of my lungs—I very quickly realized he didn’t give a hoot about anyone but himself. He didn’t acknowledge anybody, passenger or crewmember, and he never made eye contact with anyone. The only time I saw his eyes was when he first boarded the aircraft. He rarely spoke and when he did, he would ask for something in as few words as possible. His tone was flat and cold, like it was an effort for him to move his lips or his head for that matter. He said what he wanted and that was that: we were dismissed, like we were the help or something. Okay, we were, but still. It seemed like he felt as if he had the whole airplane to himself, like he was traveling alone (which he wasn’t), like he was the king of this flight and everyone else were his subjects, or like he owned the airplane (which he didn’t). I was really surprised because he’s such a good-looking man and plays “Joe hero” type of characters, but in real life hewas exactly the opposite.
Thank goodness, Miss Loony Flight Attendant had him in her section (a gift from me) and gushed over him repulsively. I kept my distance. I did learn that preconceived notions have no place in this business. Makes you wonder how many other erroneous mental pictures we have in life. Forgetting rules and regulations, Miss Loony asked for Sly’s autograph and was never invited back because of it.
GOLDIE HAWN
Some of my flights on Regent Air were noisy and rowdy, especially at night. The passengers would be drinking and partying, chitchatting with one another and excited to meet another celebrity or person of interest. It was entertaining to watch the dynamics: who thought they were better than another, and who wouldn’t be caught dead talking to whom.
The bar/galley area was the core of all the entertainment.If a passenger was in one of the three seats in this section, sleep would prove difficult if not impossible, and privacy was out of the question.
Goldie Hawn was a last-minute addition on a Regent Air flight. The lovable, comedic star is usually cast as the typical “dumb blonde.” She’s certainly anything but. However, she’s always played it to a “T”—remember
Laugh-In
? Always a huge, silly grin upon her face, many people were enamored with Goldie, especially television and film producers who knew she could bring in the male viewers on variety shows that were all the rage in the eighties. She then moved on to critical acclaim as a movie actor and a respected producer. Her political and personal beliefs have also made her a unique soul and someone most women admire—if nothing else, out of jealousy over her twenty-five plus year romance with Kurt Russell! And, of course, she is mother to Kate and Oliver Hudson.
The plane was at capacity, except for one seat right nextto the bar, and I could tell this flight was going to be a perpetual party across the Great Plains. Goldie was late and the last passenger to come aboard. When she did turn the corner from the stairs into the cabin, immediately everyone became calm
When Rocky Balboa swaggered into the cabin, in all his gorgeousness, we kind of saw where she was coming from. He was extremely handsome, buff, and seriously sexy. If you looked into his eyes (which turned out to be a rare occasion), you were frozen; his eyes are the epitome of being “lost in those eyes.” And when he spoke in that distinct mesmerizing voice, I was almost ready to jump on the loony flight attendant’s bandwagon.
I was really expecting some kind of Rambo persona, likehe would save the airplane and all of us in it if the flight went down. But after just a few moments, the bottom fell out of the airplane and the air out of my lungs—I very quickly realized he didn’t give a hoot about anyone but himself. He didn’t acknowledge anybody, passenger or crewmember, and he never made eye contact with anyone. The only time I saw his eyes was when he first boarded the aircraft. He rarely spoke and when he did, he would ask for something in as few words as possible. His tone was flat and cold, like it was an effort for him to move his lips or his head for that matter. He said what he wanted and that was that: we were dismissed, like we were the help or something. Okay, we were, but still. It seemed like he felt as if he had the whole airplane to himself, like he was traveling alone (which he wasn’t), like he was the king of this flight and everyone else were his subjects, or like he owned the airplane (which he didn’t). I was really surprised because he’s such a good-looking man and plays “Joe hero” type of characters, but in real life hewas exactly the opposite.
Thank goodness, Miss Loony Flight Attendant had him in her section (a gift from me) and gushed over him repulsively. I kept my distance. I did learn that preconceived notions have no place in this business. Makes you wonder how many other erroneous mental pictures we have in life. Forgetting rules and regulations, Miss Loony asked for Sly’s autograph and was never invited back because of it.
GOLDIE HAWN
Some of my flights on Regent Air were noisy and rowdy, especially at night. The passengers would be drinking and partying, chitchatting with one another and excited to meet another celebrity or person of interest. It was entertaining to watch the dynamics: who thought they were better than another, and who wouldn’t be caught dead talking to whom.
The bar/galley area was the core of all the entertainment.If a passenger was in one of the three seats in this section, sleep would prove difficult if not impossible, and privacy was out of the question.
Goldie Hawn was a last-minute addition on a Regent Air flight. The lovable, comedic star is usually cast as the typical “dumb blonde.” She’s certainly anything but. However, she’s always played it to a “T”—remember
Laugh-In
? Always a huge, silly grin upon her face, many people were enamored with Goldie, especially television and film producers who knew she could bring in the male viewers on variety shows that were all the rage in the eighties. She then moved on to critical acclaim as a movie actor and a respected producer. Her political and personal beliefs have also made her a unique soul and someone most women admire—if nothing else, out of jealousy over her twenty-five plus year romance with Kurt Russell! And, of course, she is mother to Kate and Oliver Hudson.
The plane was at capacity, except for one seat right nextto the bar, and I could tell this flight was going to be a perpetual party across the Great Plains. Goldie was late and the last passenger to come aboard. When she did turn the corner from the stairs into the cabin, immediately everyone became calm
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