I was not prepared for a prolonged, ear-piercing scream when I pulled the red toggle on my life jacket.
It’s not even midday and my expertly crafted doughnut bun has already been enclosed in alien-esque PPE and tested in a fire chamber. Now standing in a cabin classroom with an inflated yellow ring around my neck, I don’t know if I should still be smiling, reciting safety instructions, fighting a fire or evacuating my imaginary passengers.