Let's see, I'm terrified of heights, I hate travelin
Yeah, I'd say my first time was stressful. And the time after that. And all of those other times since then.
My sister loves flying. I just can't figure that out. Even if it weren't for all of my personal quirks, it's still uncomfortable and annoying.
The first time I was in an airplane, I was headed to Florida for a cruise. Rather than pack my suit for the Captain's Dinner, I wore it (it was winter anyway, so I needed something warm). It was a short commuter hop, and I was wedged in a tiny 3-seat row between two men who each weighed over 300lbs, and wearing a three-piece suit.
To try and calm myself as much as possible, I decided to read the Safety Instruction Card in the seat pocket. I was mildly amused (enough to keep me from freaking out anyway, and that was the purpose of reading) to see that, according to the card, the plane I was on was comfortable, spacious, and quiet. 0 out of 3 ain't good, to coin a phrase.
It was a VERY short flight, but it was still a time when the arilines thought they should try to appear to provide service, so there were snacks and beverages.
When the amusement of the comfortable, quiet, spacious cabin in which I was being nearly crushed by my seatmates and deafened by the roar of the engines and air-conditioning had nearly worn off, I found myself laughing openly at the beverage/snack service. The entirety of the 20-minute flight was occupied by the flight attendants rushing down the aisle, doling out coffee or soda and pretzels as fast as they could, running back with the cart so that they could secure it, and then demanding the empty cups and bags so they could get them in the trash before we began descent. Hilarious.
The Chicago-Florida leg wasn't nearly as funny or memorable.
My last flight, to Las Vegas for training, was a nightmare. For a two-day work training session, I spent just about exactly 24 hours in airports and planes. My flights were delayed and canceled, and I arrived in a strange place at 1AM (scheduled at 8PM), with no way to get to my hotel, 40 miles out in the desert. Of course, all of the airport's usual Customer Service facilities had closed many hours prevoius. I'll never fly United/TED again, no matter what. I met dozens of people in various Ticket lines in three cities who said the same thing.
I would have taken the train, but they were sold out.
-kevin