The majority of us have flown many, many miles. Please share YOUR favorite airline flight of all time and why it was so.

Ohhh, let me be the first!!! My favorite flight of all time was in January 2001. My husband and I flew first class from Newark, NJ to Tokyo in a 777 on our way to South Korea to pick up our new son, whom we were adopting. A huge, huge plane, first class was great for 14 hrs straight, but the best reason of all was, of course, our son. By the way, Seoul is probably the biggest city I've ever seen and the people are so gracious and friendly. Go to South Korea if you ever get a chance!!! (Food is awesome, too.)

I always fly in coach, which everyone knows is basically a cattle call. I've had wonderful vacations in Australia and New Zealand and Europe, but the flight to these places was always the worse part of the trip. However, once, on US Air flying back to the USA from Gatwick to Atlanta, connecting in Philadelphia, the flight was so late getting into Philadelphia that I missed my connection to Atlanta. US Air put me on the next flight to Atlanta in First Class. I'd never flown first class before. I basically had my own private flight attendent. Where people in coach were fed peanuts/pretzels for the flight, in first class we were fed a hot meal on real china with wine. That short flight from Philly to Atlanta in First Class in those big wide seats with great food and a private flight attendent was definately my favorite flight. Of course, now I know what I'm missing back in coach whilst that person in the window seat crawls over my lap to go to the lavatory.

Easy - the very first flight I was ever on. I was 6 years old and we were flying to Wisconsin to see family. The fascination for the airport still continues to this day. And I've never forgotten the fuss the stewardesses (yes, that's what they were called then!) made over me, so I must have been one of the "good kids". I still have the "wings" they gave me during the flight, and I remember how proud I was wearing them when I got off the plane. It began my lifelong love affair with air travel and travel in general!

My favorite flight was on a Cessna 172 Skyhawk with my then boyfriend (now husband). He was the pilot and I was the first girl he took up for a ride. By some odd coincidence he was the third boyfriend I had who was also a private pilot, so it wasn't really the thrill of going up on a teeny plane like that.

It was more the fact that he had only recently learned, and recently crashed, another Skyhawk. I thought he must be pretty sure of me to even have asked me to go flying with him!

We flew to Martha's Vineyard from the Boston area. Since we were both pretty young, and my beloved had just been sued in regard to the other Skyhawk, we were both broke. We got out of the plane, walked around the field the airport was in, got back in, flew home! After all, the meter was ticking. When I think of how dumb we were not to have taken a taxi into town, I just cringe!!!

By the way, hubby is (luckily) a one-crash man, and we still go flying.

There were the Business Class flights to and from Europe last year, the flight to St. Martin over the beautiful Caribbean, and one good-news/bad-news flight coming into Rochester NY between gorgeous, towering thunderheads at night: Good news -- I've never seen such a spectacular light show before or since; bad news -- we had to thread our way between them to land.

But far and away, my all-time favorite flight was returning to Boston from Heathrow on a TWA 707 in 1968. I loved those 707s -- graceful, plenty of room, and stable. I was looking forward to seeing my boyfriend (now husband of 34 yrs) and my family after 10 weeks of rambling around Europe on $5 a day (yes, I really did manage that).

The approach to Logan began over Labrador/Newfoundland and we just glided down the Canadian and New England coast at whatever the minimum descent angle must have been -- felt like about 2% -- there never was a perceptible drop in altitude, just a glide. The scenery was spectacular -- the cliffs of Maine, Cape Ann, and then my hometown Marblehead with all the little boats in the harbor, and finally the softest possible touchdown over Winthrop Bay with Boston Beantown glittering over the harbor.

For the best view ever: Denver to Durango over the Rocky Mountains, best early in the morning in mid-winter.

The second time from LAX to Faa'a. Don't remember the flight at all, just the anticipation of arrival.

I've flown first class and cattle class on every airline but the first flight that comes to my mind was a Spirit Airlines flight from RSW to LGA.

Why? The pilot was so excited...we were cleared to approach New York 's LGA up the Hudson river banking over Westchester Co. and back into LaGuardia. A beautifully clear day, you could see specks (people) the top of the World Trade Center, the statue of Liberty in the harbor, the absolutely gorgeous spectacle of Central Park and the Metropolitan Museum. I could pick out St. Patricks and Rockefeller Center. We banked north of the Tappanzee bridge and came in for our approach and a perfect landing.

He was a young pilot, definitely Navy, and clearly thrilled by the flight and his responsibilities. Everyone on board was thrilled too. I find it hard to think of a better flight than that. LMF

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I have been flying since I was 10 days old. But the flight that stands out in my memory as the Best is the one that my husband and I took for my first trip to London. Virgin Airlines. Everything was perfect, nothing went wrong. And I got to go to London
I have been many times since and to other places, but that one was special.

Of course, it had to be my flight from Fairbanks, Alaska, to Anchorage. I wanted to see Mt. McKinley and the check-in personnel said it didn't matter which side of the plane I sat on because I wouldn't see it due to the clouds. I selected a seat and got on the plane. We were up in the clouds and I saw a peak of a mountain... and I just KNEW it had to be McKinley. A little further on the trip the clouds cleared and I saw the most beautiful scenes. Later, I found out I had flown over the same site that was on one of my postcards I'd purchased. It was a fantastic flight!

Many years ago when Laker Airways started up, I flew from Detroit to London. I got to go up and sit with the pilots as the sun was coming up. I think that is my most memorable. I don't think anyone will ever be able to experience something like that ever again!!

My first trip to Europe was great because I was so excited to be going; however, my first flight, on Frontier Airlines, from Fayetteville to Dallas will forever be my favorite. I was 13 years old. My mom, sister, and I were going to California on vacation. I thought the airplane flight was absolutely the best thing that had ever happened to me. We dressed up and I got to sit by the window. Back then, we took off, landed at Ft. Smith, Arkadelphia, and Paris Texas to pick up more passengers, and finally arrived at Dallas where we had to change terminals to get on the AA flight. So the trip took half a day.

But it was wonderful, and I have been sold on travel ever since.

This one brings back a great memory.

I met JFK, Jr. in a bar in NYC during my college years. He talked to us all night and even picked up the bar tab. He asks for my number and I give it to him. My mother was thrilled!!! By the time he calls, I've already met my future husband and we are quite serious, so I don't take the date.

Fast forward 5 or 6 years later. I've arranged for a car service to take me to Newark airport for a flight to Miami.
The driver asks if it is okay with me if we stop to pick up someone "important" who is also in need of a lift to Newark. Guess who it is? Right. JFK, Jr.. He remembered me as soon as he sat down. I was so excited to see him.


So, guess who is also going to Miami - on my flight? Absolutely. JFK, Jr.. We were both in 1st class and made arrangements to sit next to each other since we were both alone - and it was his idea.

We spent the flight telling each other about what was going on with our lives. He asked me why I didn't agree to a date because he said it didn't happen that often and he thought it was "sweet" that I was loyal to a man that I told him I really loved and knew I was going to marry.

He spoke to a CNN anchor (name escapes me, but I think he recently died in a car crash down south) across the aisle. I was afraid I would wind up in some tabloid as a "mystery women" when I was just an old "friend".

JFK, Jr. was probably the most handsome man, besides my husband, I have even seen in my life. And he smelled so good.

I was really crushed the day I found out his plane was missing. You just knew the news wasn't going to be good.

Although I live in NYC and see celebrities all the time in my building and on the streets/restaurants/all over, this is my favorite "celebrity" sighting.

Well, it's hard to follow that last post. But I will never forget the flight I took in 1977 from Montserrat to Antigua on a little 3-seater. It was right after a light rain and we flew OVER a rainbow. We never knew that when you fly over a rainbow, you don't see an arc, you see a complete circle. What an incredible sight! Like a visit to heaven.

Nantucket/Cape Air! From Nantucket to Hyannis.

Incredible experience in a tiny plane all in 20 minutes!

On one flight (these planes seat maybe 10 passengers), my husband was selected to sit up front in the co-pilot's seat. Quite the thrill! When he asked the pilot what would happen if he took ill or something, the pilot showed him how to turn on the microphone and speak into it.

On another, a fellow with a dog (a huge, gorgeous, black Labrador) was boarded, then a mom and her daughter, and so forth. They arrange you in the seats according to weight (the mom was, well, huge). After the pilot seated her, she moved to another seat to sit next to the daughter. When he noticed this, the pilot directed her back to her original seat. As soon as he turned around, she moved back to the seat next to her daughter. Then, the pilot said, "If you want to be on this flight, you must sit over there". To which she replied "Huh? How come that guy gets to sit next to his dog and I can't sit next to my daughter?!?"

On another flight (they take reservations, but then fill the planes as you arrive, and one takes off after another), my husband was put on one plane, while I was put on the next. This was one bumpy ride! Very, very windy conditions! Let's just say that we have "appreciated" one another ever so much more ever since that flight...

Then, there was the time my Mom died. The last minute tickets cost a fortune ($700 for two of us Manchester, NH to BWI). I didn't know about bereavement fares at the time. There were connections both ways, with two or three different airlines involved (don't recall which ones, either). On each leg, going and coming, we were ushered to first class seats. During the connections we were personally escorted to "special lounges" at the airports. During the flights, we were presented with flutes of Champagne. I had booked the flights through the travel agency my employer used all the time, but had no idea why they were being so nice to us! When we landed in Manchester coming home, one of the flight attendants leaned over and said, "We're all so sorry for you loss", and I couldn't even imagine how she knew...

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I think my favorite has to be flying on first class with British Airways from London to Singapore. I'm not your typical first class passenger and I bought this ticket using frequent flyer points. When I got to the Heathrow to check in I was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and the women behind the counter was not very friendly. But when she saw the ticket she turned into a big smile and treated me in a different way. Sitting upstairs on the 747 was really nice and for once I actually slept on a long flight. But the problem with flying first class is that going back to normal coach is a major disappointment.

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When we were upgraded to Business class from London to Atlanta, first time I did NOT want to sleep! It was so much fun! First time I did not have major jet lag too! Must have been the seats and the water that was offered every 20 minutes or so

After being in China two weeks (to get my adopted nephew), we were supposed to be the next flight out-------but that was on 9-11.

We were stuck for four days. It was a double pleasure landing back in the U.S. and more so, because we were bringing my nephew to the U.S.