First plane flight I remember was around age 5, although I’m told that my parents took me to Montreal (?) on a few trips when I was still a baby, pre-memory.
I was in awe of planes. The green and white EVA Air 747 was the prettiest thing my 5-year old eyes had ever seen.
I cried one time when a United Airlines 747 flight came to an end (the airline was still using orange, blue, red livery) and my father had to carry me off the plane. Still age 5, I think.
I flew regularly as a babe in arms. I’m not sure how old i was the first time i remember flying, but i took 727s on the Eastern Air shuttle most years for Passover when i was a kid. (I’d be shipped to visit my similar-age cousin for the week of spring break, which usually coincided with Passover.)
I never liked the 747, though. The first time i boarded one it looked old and ill-maintained. And then one of the engines caught on fire and we made an emergency landing and went down the slides. The slides were a very cool experience – it’s a LONG way down. I was 12. But i felt slightly anxious every time i took a 747 after that.
I only remember two things about my first flight at about age four, so about 1959. There were plaid curtains on the windows. And there was a television set at the back of the plane. I’ve thought about that many times, and it doesn’t really make sense, but the memory persists.
I’m not sure how old I was for my first airplane ride, but I do know exactly how old I was when I learned that pie charts have only one thing going for them: the name.
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I was early 20s the first time I got on a plane. Growing up we just drove anywhere we traveled, and we never went any farther than about 8-10 hours drive from home. Not until I was out of college did I get on a plane and fly anywhere. I flew out to Montana via Spokane to visit a friend who was living in Missoula at the time.
We were poor. No plane for me until high school when I went on a school trip I helped fundraise for.
We always did driving vacations when I was a kid. I may be wrong, but I don’t think parents took their kids on airplanes in the ‘60s and ‘70s nearly as much as today.
My first flight was in my early 20s, a trip to Disney World with my then-girlfriend.
I remember my Father carrying me across the tarmac and up the back stairs of an Eastern Airlines jet. I would have been two to three years old.
My first flight I was 20 or 21. I flew in my boss’s Cessna from Pittsburgh to Hershey. He was very much the absent-minded professor type and I was a bit nervous.
My first flight was in my mother’s arms. Been flying since I was 6 months old. Been flying so long I remember taking the air taxi from San Bernardino into LAX before Ontario airport was built. Only time I’ve been in a helicopter, but I did that lots when it was still around. Los Angeles Airways flying Sikorsky S-61s (Sea King).
Growing up, my sisters and I called our parents “Father” and “Mother.” We were kind of formal that way. My dad was “Pudder,” for awhile, though. I don’t think my mom ever had a nickname in the family.
My dad and his sisters called their mom “P.O.M.” for “Poor Old Mom” as a longstanding family joke.
My mom became “Grandy” to her grandkids (we once got a picture of her standing next to the city-limits sign for the small North Carolina town of that name), while my dad, her husband, for awhile was called “GranFODDer” by just about everyone in the family due to my niece’s adorable mispronunciation of “grandfather.”
I think my first flight was in a small propeller plane on a family vacation. I don’t remember it but have seen pictures.
I like Starburst candies, and will gladly take whatever flavors you care to give me!
Spelling errors make me less likely to believe whatever you’re writing, and the more obvious or chronic the errors you make, the more it hurts your case, but it’s not absolutely going to keep me from ever agreeing with you.
Strawberry Starbursts are the fakest tasting to me. I won’t eat them. Well, I hardly ever eat non-choclate candy at all.
My first flight was at 9 months. My mom wanted her older sister to be my godmother, so she had to wait until they could afford the cost of the flight (she caught holy hell from her priest for waiting so long to get me baptized) to fly from California to Ohio. My dad didn’t go with us because he had to work, and they couldn’t afford another ticket anyway. So, she went with me and my nearly two year old sister. On a flight with a ton of turbulence and barfing. Joy.
I wasn’t on a plane again until my teens – 13 or 14?
I like the yellow and orange starbursts, and don’t really care for the red. I’m not sure which fake red flavor is cherry and which is strawberry. I don’t buy starbursts, but if you offer me one, I’ll take a citrus one.
My parents put my brother and I on a plane, just for the experience, I guess. I think I was 12 and he was 16. We walked out on the wet tarmac and up the stairs into the 727, which carried us up over the clouds (that was really awesome, looking down on the overcast sky) for a trip of about 130 miles. At our destination, we used the ramp into the gate, warm and dry.
Which 2 do you least want flung into the sun?
My first airplane flight was when I was three months old, when my parents (and I) moved from California to Illinois. My mother (who had been an airline stewardess prior to getting married) tells me that I spent the flight in a little cot-like crib, which was suspended from the overhead luggage rack, probably similar to the picture below.
I flew in private, general-aviation planes a couple of times as a kid, but I didn’t fly on a commercial airliner again until I was 21.
@WildaBeast: I prefer polls with an “other” option.
As to the rest of your choices: it depends on the subject of the poll. I think you can safely exclude the “infinite categories” version, however. Not only do I think that you can’t make one like that, but also I know I wouldn’t be able to read them all.
The Beautiful South: I picked the “Quite good” option, but that sounds a bit more enthusiastic than I’d like. I would have preferred an option between “Quite good” and “Take them or leave them really.”
I hesitated, precisely for the same reason.
This was my exact feeling and vote. I really enjoy “Old Red Eyes is Back” and have enjoyed a few of their other songs, but overall the rest didn’t move the needle much for me. 