Post # 32
i was less than 3 months old (and i believe my mother was on the airplane when she was 1-2 months pragnant with me) 🙂 and every summer after that my first alone trip was when i was 16 🙂 I have been flying on the plane at least once every year and back then it was 24 long trip from Middle East to USA…:) i admit i do NOT miss those long flights thu 🙂
Post # 33
I was 9 flying to a different country in Europe.
Post # 35
like 2 months old? A baby at any rate. We flew from Seattle to LA for my aunt’s wedding, and I slept the whole time. Been on a plane at least once a year for almost every year since!
Post # 36
8 months or something like that. My mom and I flew to Orlando from Miami for Christmas because my dad had to work (he’s a firefighter.)
Post # 37
I was 7 flying from Vancouver, BC to Disneyland!!
Post # 38
19 because I decided that I wanted to visit my friends in New Orleans for Tet(Vietnamese New Year) and no one was going to stop me from going.
Post # 39
So young I can’t remember!
Post # 40
About 2 weeks ago 😛 My fiance’s uncle who lives up north has a little 4 seater Cessna and he decided to take me up. I had to much fun! But it was definatly something different and extremely nerve racking!
Post # 41
I was 16, flew alone and was petrified/terrified. The opportunity to fly was available before then but I begged/pleaded with my dad for us not to fly b/c I had terrible nightmares about crashing. Anyways, I worked myself up for it, my aunt was flying me to NYC from Indy to Chicago w/ a detour in Rochester so she could fly with me the rest of the way. Boy was I so scared. Before we took off, I met this really kind lady and her granddaughter, I flipped seats so that I was in the aisle and her granddaughter was at the window. I actually winced as we were taking off b/c it felt so wrong and angled. When we reached altitude, I got really light headed and thought I was going to pass out. The kind lady grabbed my hand and held it. She also gave me some bottled water. I never felt so thankful in my life, she was like “you’re going to be okay, I’m right here if you need anything.”
The flight from Chicago to Rochester was very bumpy but the plane didn’t fall. Coming back (reverse order) was fine, nothing memorable. However, the following year I flew to D.C. and back, coming home we had some turbulence and the plane coasted downward. I was sick to my stomach, ugh! I was praying to God to not die (I’m melodramatic). I hate the sensation of free fall (no roller coasters or sky diving for me). So I won’t be flying for awhile (if ever). My longest plane ride was 2.5 hrs (very short).
Post # 42
under a year. Mom was 7 months pregnant with my brother when she flew home from Korea.
Post # 43
3-4 months old. My parents flew frequently to visit my grandparents who lived in another city.
Post # 44
About 3 months old, from Ontario to BC (: and I’ve been flying almost every year since then haha
Post # 45
8 or 9 on a business trip to Japan with my Dad.
Post # 46
13, on a trip from TN to NY with my parents. The pilot brought me into the cockpit, put his hat on me, and gave me my wings. 🙂