Sometimes I despair (actually, most of the time...
). It's not about the rosters (crap), layover time (eat/sleep), destinations (doesn't matter when all you really see is your hotel bed), hotels (crap), etc. What REALLY matters is you will cripple your career (no flying for probably 6 years!), and live like a peasant in the worlds most expensive city. If that sounds good to you, welcome aboard.
