A toy collector. An intern whose job was to make promotional videos. A modern artist whose ambition was to prepare a vodka, which would gleam in the dark. English school students. Snoring like a pig traveller from Serbia/Germany. Japanese pilot. Black immigrant who came from Italy. Native bus driver, whose bus broke down. Polish couple who came to discover the country. A guy whose name is Paris.
Pam talked with a lot of people on her trip to Malta. A lot of people talked to Pam too. Malta gave Pam the warmth she needed - the sun was bright and the temperatures exceeded 35 Celsius degrees. Rocky beaches, clear sea, relaxed atmosphere and silling people. What can be better than to take a breather in a place like this after working your butt off for a poor salary.
But Pam was happy to come back. Her work was giving her pleasures that not many people would be satisfied with. Just being able to observe people in such a close distance was amazing enough. Receiving chocolates from flight attendants, having people call her name directly, listening stories about other countries, being useful for others. Pam likes to be mean, but likes to smile too.
And some people just smile so brightly. Because life is amazing. Just people cannot see it!
Pam nodded her head while munching on a sandwich with warm bacon, stolen from the breakfast buffet prepared for the hotel guests. Yes, life is brilliant. I love bacon, added Pam and swallowed the last bite.
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