Just to show you I’m still breathing… A quick post about my first week (well, 10 days to be precise) spent as a cadet at FTEJerez.
I know that I look happy and excited in the picture, but that was taken on Wednesday, and the most exciting thing I’ve done this weekend was the washing machine. First time, feels electrifying!
First of all: it’s alright. More or less, of course.
It was not easy to sacrifice, for 16 months, family, interests, pets, friends, friends of friends, more than friends, “friends will be friends”,and so on, just to tell you: I’ve been looking for flights to go back home during the Christmas closure even before starting the actual training.
Sadly, I had to pay a lot of money to bloody “low cost” (guess why low cost is in quotes…) carriers, only because I won’t be allowed to pilot a plane during that period. Of course I was ironic about the low cost carrier, but I think my job is already fucked up. Though luck.
You don’t care about it, right? I guess so.
Anyway, the training itself would be really easy if ground school lasted jsut a week.
Imagine: EASA asking only for altimeter, ISA, lift and four-strokes piston engines. That would be great, and it would still be more than what pilots need to know to fly. Ironic again, but I think that this time my eventual future license is going to be fucked up.
Talking seriously, I cannot say much more than “the classroom has a whiteboard” about ground school, because I’ve only spent there 29 hours and 30 minutes. 31 hours and 30 minutes if we consider a couple of hours in which I’ve been studying there this week.
The good thing is that my first internal exam is coming in four weeks (good thing was the beach just two months ago, yeeeeah!) because I really need to know if I’m doing too much or if I’m just barely above sufficient performances.
The chapter about ground school is already over, I’ll spent 18 weeks (let’s hope that they won’t increase after my progress tests) in Classroom 12. We’ll have time and space to discuss about it.
Second chapter: what I can tell you about lessons, and how can I help you studying.
Yes basically I’ve been hoping to bring something like notes or tutorials… But at the moment I can only tell you a couple of formulas about ISA deviations and lift. Definitely not enough.
About the environment.
Everything is good, at least for me, don’t ask to one of my course mates. I have a big old room in a big, former-military building that suits perfectly for my needs.
I’m 90 seconds away from my classroom, that means that I can take my time to wake up properly during the morning, and that I can use my own bathroom in unpleasant situations, that will occasionally occur due to the food I’m eating.
Seems like I cannot recognize a proper recipe, I always go for something that has been cooked in curry or similar spices that I personally hate.
I’ll go for chicken, potatoes, salad, tuna fish and onions from now on.
Seriously, this campus seems to be excellent to put the least pressure possible on cadets, and I’m sure that coming here was the perfect choice for my future career.
The instructors are well-trained and their always available to help you: for instance the first time I’ve had a class with an english mother tongue, I asked him to slow down as I could only understand that he was talking about cars and not planes.
He was perfectly understandable after that, and since I got a little bit more used to his accent, no problems ahead.
The great thing is that they are all available in their office, even instructors that teach in other courses, always find time to help you in their subjects. Or so it seems, I didn’t experienced that myself, but I was told that this is true.
There is something like an Italian family formed by more experienced cadets that are always to help when I ask.
They also cooked proper pasta on the first Friday evening, that’s the last one I’ll eat until Christmas, maybe.
Once again, it’s a bad thing to be Italian, trust me.
One thing about last Sunday: I’ve been visiting Gibraltar with other 4 mates and we spotted an A320 NEO (Easyjet), an A320 CEO (British Airways) and even the mighty C130 taking off.
You won’t understand how it feels to cross a runway and to see a plane taking off/landing just 20 metres in front of you unless you don’t spend some time there. It’s incredible, trust me.
Nothing significant left to say, I’m just tired now, neither ready nor determined to start the second week of ground school.
But do I have any choice? Don’t answer please, illusions are not needed now. A true Italian espresso, however, yes.
Quote of the week: “Tommy resisti 🙏🏻”