In November 2009, a self-proclaimed Archaeology Lifer found herself employed as a Flight Attendant. She's not sure how it happened. No one really is. Here's what happened next...

 

womenwhokickass:

Nancy-Bird Walton: Why she kicks ass
She was was a pioneering Australian aviatrix, and was the founder and patron of the Australian Women Pilot’s Association.
She became a fully qualified pilot at the age of 19, and became the youngest Australian woman to gain a pilot’s licence. She was the starting block for generations of female pilots.
 She was never involved in an accident, despite the risks of early aviation.
As a teenager she left school at 13 to assist her family, during the Depression in Australia.
When she was awarded a commercial pilot’s license at the age of 18, through a legacy of 200 pounds from a great aunt plus money loaned from her father (which she paid back), Nancy bought her first aircraft, a “de Havilland Gipsy Moth”. Soon she and her friend Peggy McKillop took off on a barnstorming tour, dropping in on country fairs and giving joyrides to people who had never seen an aircraft before, let alone a female pilot.
Whilst touring, she met Reverend Stanley Drummond, who wanted her to help set up a flying medical service in outback New South Wales. In 1935, she was hired to operate the service, named the Far West Children’s Health Scheme. Her own craft was used as an air ambulance, until she bought a better-equipped aircraft, and began covering territory not yet reached by the Royal Flying Doctor Service.
In 1936, she entered an air race from Adelaide to Brisbane, and won the Ladies’ Trophy. Two years later she decided to have a long break from flying, and when a Dutch airline company (KLM) invited her to do some promotional work in Europe, she stayed for a couple of years. 
She returned to Australia soon after World War II broke out. She began training women in skills needed to back up the men flying in the Royal Australian Air Force.
She invested as an Officer of Order of the British Empire (OBE) in 1966,  appointed an Officer of the Order of Australia, awarded the Venerable Order of Saint John and was declared an Australian Living Treasure in 1997, by The National Trust of Australia.
The first Airbus A380 (VH-OQA) delivered to Australian airline Qantas was named in her honour. Her name on the A380 was originally written “Nancy Bird-Walton”, but Qantas respected her preference for the hyphenation that her late husband used (“Nancy-Bird”), and the hyphen was added before the aircraft’s naming ceremony.

womenwhokickass:

Nancy-Bird Walton: Why she kicks ass

  • She was was a pioneering Australian aviatrix, and was the founder and patron of the Australian Women Pilot’s Association.
  • She became a fully qualified pilot at the age of 19, and became the youngest Australian woman to gain a pilot’s licence. She was the starting block for generations of female pilots.
  • She was never involved in an accident, despite the risks of early aviation.
  • As a teenager she left school at 13 to assist her family, during the Depression in Australia.
  • When she was awarded a commercial pilot’s license at the age of 18, through a legacy of 200 pounds from a great aunt plus money loaned from her father (which she paid back), Nancy bought her first aircraft, a de Havilland Gipsy Moth”. Soon she and her friend Peggy McKillop took off on a barnstorming tour, dropping in on country fairs and giving joyrides to people who had never seen an aircraft before, let alone a female pilot.
  • Whilst touring, she met Reverend Stanley Drummond, who wanted her to help set up a flying medical service in outback New South Wales. In 1935, she was hired to operate the service, named the Far West Children’s Health Scheme. Her own craft was used as an air ambulance, until she bought a better-equipped aircraft, and began covering territory not yet reached by the Royal Flying Doctor Service.
  • In 1936, she entered an air race from Adelaide to Brisbane, and won the Ladies’ Trophy. Two years later she decided to have a long break from flying, and when a Dutch airline company (KLM) invited her to do some promotional work in Europe, she stayed for a couple of years.
  • She returned to Australia soon after World War II broke out. She began training women in skills needed to back up the men flying in the Royal Australian Air Force.
  • She invested as an Officer of Order of the British Empire (OBE) in 1966,  appointed an Officer of the Order of Australia, awarded the Venerable Order of Saint John and was declared an Australian Living Treasure in 1997, by The National Trust of Australia.
  • The first Airbus A380 (VH-OQA) delivered to Australian airline Qantas was named in her honour. Her name on the A380 was originally written “Nancy Bird-Walton”, but Qantas respected her preference for the hyphenation that her late husband used (“Nancy-Bird”), and the hyphen was added before the aircraft’s naming ceremony.

dylanohcryin:

nothing fucked me up more than hearing the line “now they’re going to bed and my stomach is sick, and it’s all in my head but she’s touching his chest” in mr brightside and REALIZING THAT SICK AND CHEST DON’T RHYME… ….SH E’S NOT TOUCHIGN HIS CHEST…..

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seriouscoin:

this is creepy as fuck holy shit

Yeah this actually made me cry… Since tornados are my biggest fear I would probably piss myself if I heard that for real. As it is just the video really bothered me. D:

(Source: simulatedcity)

bestaviation:

opss…!
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"someone needs to tell those two Wright boys to settle the fuck down already".

bestaviation:

opss…!

<follow here for more>

"someone needs to tell those two Wright boys to settle the fuck down already".

flyingphotog:

United Airlines’ Concourse B, after tonight’s storm in DEN http://ift.tt/VC5nYl

Wowzers

flyingphotog:

United Airlines’ Concourse B, after tonight’s storm in DEN http://ift.tt/VC5nYl

Wowzers

Is it me or is that “I came out to have a good time” thing getting really old really quickly?

teacroft:

the sherlock press team need to learn from Beyonce and just drop a new episode at midnight without telling anyone

I’m fucking hyperventilating.