Tampa Florida.. I was so nervous!

My first flight was a school trip, I was 11 and we flew from Antwerp airport to Brussels. That's about 40 km. Amazing, isn't it?

gemini13 said:

Wow. Thats tight.

Orlando, Florida when I was 12.

My first trip alone was when I was 5 or 6 neglect neglect.

I was 4 monthes, traveled to US and Israel. Then in 1977/78, I was 4.

It was in 1983, shortly before my 5th birthday. My family (well, my youngest brother hadn't been born yet, although he was in utero) flew from Boston to Indianapolis on Delta Air Lines, with a stop at the "Cincinnati" airport (trivia: it's actually across the state line in Kentucky). I remember being invited to visit the flight deck while in Cincinnati, although it might have been on the return flight back to Boston.

Two years later, at the age of 7, I flew by myself for the first time. That was on USAir (now US Airways) from Indianapolis to Boston. Of course, at that age, the flight attendants keep an eye on you and have orders to turn you over only to a specific person at the destination.

My first solo flight without the "unaccompanied minor" supervision was at age 14, from Indianapolis to Newark, New Jersey, on Continental Airlines.

And these days, I'm a Gold Elite member of Northwest Airlines' frequent flyer program, which means that when you're stuck in the back of the plane, crammed into a middle seat next to a screaming baby, I'm sitting up in First Class and enjoying free booze on a $220 ticket.

However, I have been known to have trouble walking in a straight line when getting off the plane.

It was around 1974 when my dad took me, my sister and my mum to India to see his country of birth. I was about 8 years old.

It was quite an eventful flight. We had to do an emergency landing in the middle of a desert. We stayed a few hours in a building which had mud-coloured water in it. I don't remember much apart from the water and the desert.

Another plane came to take us. We had a stopover for a night in Afghanistan.

I remember flying over the Himalayas pretty vividly.

On the way back, as we were taxiing on the runway, my dad became concerned about a sound coming from the back of the aircraft. It turned out the rear door wouldn't lock properly. The co-pilot had to hold the door all the way back to England. It wouldn't be allowed now. (Thankfully).

I didn't go anywhere and it only cost my Mum 10p

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1975. When I was 4 years old flying to San Diego with my Grandma. I remember the clouds from the window and spilling a can of 7-UP. But having the Stewardess not being upset. I thought I was in trouble.

It was in 2001 with friends going to Corfu, Greece on holiday. Eerily we flew back on September 11th.
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coming to the states.....