I remember my first plane ride was my trip from St. Louis to San Diego to start Boot Camp in the Marine Corps. I was 19 and had never flown before. As the plane rolled down the runway for takeoff, I remember thinking to myself, "Wow, this plane is moving fast," and when we took off, I was mesmerized by the land falling beneath and behind us.
Were you apprehensive about your first plane ride or loving every minute of it? I know some people are scared silly of of heights, but this isn't the same - its not a similar sensation. I've only had one passenger get ill flying with me and he said he was a student pilot with 90 flight hours - who knew?
When I came back from Okinawa to Los Angeles, I landed before I left - very bizzarre!
Were you apprehensive about your first plane ride or loving every minute of it? I know some people are scared silly of of heights, but this isn't the same - its not a similar sensation. I've only had one passenger get ill flying with me and he said he was a student pilot with 90 flight hours - who knew?
When I came back from Okinawa to Los Angeles, I landed before I left - very bizzarre!