I was on a BA flight LHR-LAX in F that got turned around near Canada. They turned off the map and the phones and said due to an International security incident we could not enter the US. We ended up at CWL.
BA went to book everyone in to hotels but myself and 3 others got a taxi back to Reading and listened to it all on the Radio. Only got to see it when getting back to the pub at about 10pm.
I was called by BA and put on the first LAX flight about 4 days later and it was very very quiet.
I was only 17 at the time, but I remember watching BBC and they had a small message come up at the bottom of the screen saying a plane had collided with one of WTC. Shortly afterward, they interrupted the programme to go straight to BBC News.
I didn't know how a plane could accidentally crash into a tower, but after they talked about it for a while, I was thinking surely it wasn't an accident. Aircrafts just don't fly themselves into skyscrapers.
3 weeks before, my parents had come back from staying at the Marriot at WTC.
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I was scheduled for a trip to BOS the next day. No need to explain that trip got postponed by a couple of weeks. The day itself work ground to a halt at my office as we all gathered around TVs and computer screens.
Ever since then I have for some odd reason been flying on 9/11. Same again today. Terrorism will never stop me either.
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I was on a JMC flight from santorini to lgw, it was a very strange quiet arriving at the baggage reclaim, and I was wondering why there were so many flights from lgw to lgw. I phoned my mum to tell her we were at the airport and she told me what had happened. It was a very strange atmosphere on the gatwick express, numerous people talking to us in Hebrew (my now husband was very tanned from the holiday) and saying how they had been turned away. A very strange experience. My thoughts are with families of those who lost their lives on that day.
I wasn't flying that day. I had the day off work and had just returned home after going for a bike ride in the Peak District. What still sticks in my mind even today was watching the news and seeing people either fall out or jump from the towers and thinking to myself, whatever is going on up there must be awful for people to decide that the only option they had was to jump. On a side note when we talk about the events of 9/11, i think alot of people just remember the events that took place in NYC which is understandable and maybe forget about the people that died when flights AA77 & UA93 crashed.