Don't remember my first flight either. Just before my third birthday my family flew from Thunder Bay, Ontario to Helsinki. Outbound was apparently fine, but our return flight was *so* bad that my mom didn't fly with that airline again for over 25 years.

However, my oldest son's first flight was pretty cool. I had to go to Vegas for work, so hubby and and the kid (almost one at the time) came along. Near the end of the flight my son who had slept most of the flight started to play with the gentleman sitting in front of him. Just before we got off the place this gentleman handed my husband a hundered dollar bill and said "please buy something nice for you son." We tried to give the money back but he insisted saying that "I have been more than blessed in my life and when I can I like to share." So, with a very polite thank you we bought our son a plastic plane and started his college fund.