Nope! First time was when I was 15 and went up in an old AT-6 trainer plane with my Uncle. What a blast! Man, could he fly! Under bridges and upside down and under wires! I loved it!
I was petrified. I was 18 years old and was flying from NY to San Juan to visit my best friend from high school. In those days, you were served a meal in flight. I was clutching the arms of my seat so tightly that I said I didn't want anything. Then, when I landed, I was sure my friend wouldn't find me at the airport. Fortunately, she did. :)
The first trip I made to the United Kingdom was nerve racking, but things kind of got better afterward. My problem was not being able to fart for 7 hours.
I was on meds that caused an unusual amount of farting on occasion. That excuse is as good as any.
This post was edited by Zack at March 9, 2017 10:47 AM MST
Same as Baba, I was just excited :) I recall my daughter's first flight.. she was very scared..and to make it worse it was long flight, 8 hours I think, from UK to Toronto.. then we missed the connecting flight to Pittsburgh because she didn't feel well as she had had a bad ear-popping experience as we descended.. I really struggled to get her to agree to the next part of the journey - a plane from Toronto to Pittsburgh but the funny thing was she loved it! Tiny plane, puddle-hopper and we flew low.. over the lakes, which daughter argued was the sea...lol and being able to see the *sea* took her mind off being scared :P
By the time we flew back she was an old hand and told me off for going round in circles in Toronto airport as SHE thought she knew better :P
I'm still nervous going on planes, despite the amount of times I've been. The first time I was only about 2 years old, so I don't remember (my parents say I slept a lot of the time). But I don't enjoy flying, I just like getting to the place I'm going. Even the most recent time I went on a plane I was glad to be sitting next to my best friend the whole time, since that relaxed me :)
I was nervous only in the sense of excited, delighted... It was maybe 1962, and the plane a little puddle-jumper going all the way from Aberdeen, WA to Seattle! From there a connecting flight to somewhere else, oh it was a very BIG deal!
Then age 22, I remember flying out of a seminar in Rio de Janeiro, and noticed a young Brazilian woman my age crying and clutching her prayer beads, terrified. I just talked to her, explained how much fun flying was and she was going to love this! She gave me some tiny leather shoes on a key chain and we had a lovely flight.
This post was edited by Benedict Arnold at March 18, 2017 12:43 PM MDT
not at all, my father was in nyc visiting his sister and then decided to stay so my mother took us from south america and we went and lived in nyc, i wasnt thinking about the airplane ride, i was thinking about how i hadnt seen my father in 6 months or so
I'm nervous every time. I'm usually sick at my stomach for a couple of days before flying. My sister is aggravated with me right now because I will not make a 1.6-hour flight, but am making a 12-hour drive instead.
So, the entire 5th grade class at school got a ride in a Cessna that belonged to a classmate's father. It was exciting. Unfortunately, 40 years later, he crashed and all 6 people on board perished.
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