First Domestic Flight Experience
Today, I am somehow reminded of my first flight within India, and, then, the first flight outside India, both in the nineties.. both were memorable ones.
The first flight within India was from Baroda to Mumbai for a two day training session… we(me and a colleague AJ ) were in Blue Star, and were nominated to attend a training program at the last moment.. the airline was Air Deccan, now defunct, I think, and the aircraft was the small fokker aircraft, where if you stand full height, you might bang the roof or door frame. 😊
Both of us were pretty nervous…since we had no experience of flying at all. We decided to imitate the guy sitting next to us.
It started when the seatbelts were to be fastened… we couldn’t get the hang of it even after observing him and finally asked him the methodology for want of a better term and followed suit. (and, there has been no looking back since then, so to speak - where tying a seat belt in an aircraft is concerned. )
Then came the breakfast, and, we observed him cutting his bun with the butter knife and spreading butter in it….. and followed suit, of course… ahahaha…
We must have seemed such illiterate people to him, who seemed to be a seasoned traveller. Anyway, it was a short flight, hardly an hour.. and we came out , enriched and exhilarated , with this flying experience. Ahaha.
(On second thoughts, we were better than first time flying people I've seen on Dubai- India flights.. who call the air hostess with her food trolley as 'Oli Larri lai ne aayi' (That lady has brought her food cart)... or, those who sit on their seats in squatting position, or, those who ask for (extra) ketchup with breakfast , and so on.. a separate post coming up on that. heh heh.
(Picture for illustrative purposes)
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