My first time was February 1981, ORD-BWI (I think, not 100% sure which airport we flew into). School-sponsored trip to DC over Presidents Day weekend.

Yup, I remember... Winter of 1976 when I was 10 going to Disneyland for our big vacation. Hughes Air West from Edmonton to San Diego (connecting in Vegas). On our descent into San Diego we had to abort to avoid another plane taking off - as the plane rocketed upward I was thinking "wow, this is cool" and couldn't understand why all the other pax were barfing in their bags...

Somewhere around 1973 - EWR to PIT to visit Grandma. I remember having French Toast for breakfast and thinking it was soooo cool.

Don't remember, I was quite young, 4 or 5, I think it was to Mexico City, and from there we went to Cancun

I was nearly four years old (1969), and I flew from SAN-OAK to visit my grandparents on PSA. I flew unaccompanied. My mom's best friend's dad was the pilot, so it was like having a friend on board. My grandparents lived in the mountains, a two hour drive away. I peed my pants in the back seat of my grandfather's brand new Chevy Impala. I don't know why I remember that, but I do.

My first flight was on US Airways MetroJet flight 2781, MDW-IAD in 1999. I was with my brother and we were heading out to Philadelphia to visit our grandparents. It was fun to experience take off for the first time.....we shot out of MDW! About halfway though the flight I dropped my gameboy and thought I lost it, although it turned up right after landing.

Actually I just remembered. That wasn't my first flight. My first flight was in November 1980 when I was 3 years old. It was from HKG (Kai Tak) to LGW. Obviously I can't remember it and I don't even know which carrier I flew on. Possibly CX.

My 6-yr-old already has the bug too.
Her first flight was at four weeks old, from Majuro RMI to Honolulu, where we adopted her. Then from HNL to the east cost U.S. two weeks later. Then six months later a truly horrible flight back to HNL for a court date, on a decrepit Delta L 1011 - actually, three of them by the time we got to HNL 26 hours after scheduled 10-hour non-stop departure from Atlanta. Aloha to the Big Island and back for two weeks, then L 1011 again home, luggage later.

She's hooked for sure. Every time I travel she wants to fly.

True story: an officer on the third L 1011 from ATL-HNL, explaining why two had been taken out of service, told me they were going to retire the lovely but inefficient old Lockheeds because "we ran out of parts from the ones we have up on blocks in the back yard."
For my money, L 1011 had one of the most civilized main cabins of all time.

My family and I flew from Argentina to Brazil,Miami, then Chicago. I remember being on the planes and in the airports, but I don't recall the airlines or aircraft types though my dad told me we were on a 747. But that wasn't really when i caught the bug. It was just recently when I was looking online for pictures of commercial aircraft (i'm kind of an intermediate photographer) and i found different sites, and now i'm completely hooked. It's awesome.

It was on Eastern... that's all I remember.

Sadly, no. I am sure that it was out of PBI and very likely through ATL. (Little did I know that I would make that same trek hundreds of times years later). It may have been when I first left for college, probably on Eastern or Delta.
My daughter had already done PBI-ORD, MIA-LHR, and PBI-PDX by the time she was 1.5 yo.

When I was four years old in 1971. MCI-DEN. Ozark Airlines. I have no idea what type of aircraft, just remember having to "walk up hill" when getting on the plane...

I remember my luggage being tagged TYO when I flew in to Haneda in 1977.

As far as my first flight is concerned, it was actually a series of flights, since in those days (1967) you could fly within Europe on the same ticket that you flew TO Europe. You just had to pay the price to your most expensive city. We went from JFK to LHR on Pan Am. I still remember the thrill of waking up and seeing Ireland and Wales out the window, which is why I'm a firm believer in letting pax contorl their own window shades!

From there, we flew BEA to Oslo. The BEA flight was delayed for two hours, so they apologetically led us to a lounge, where they served us tea and sandwiches. A flight on Braathens took us to Trondheim, where my relatives lived.

We then flew SAS to CPH, and from there, Lufthansa to Hannover, where we picked up a car and spent the next two weeks driving around Germany and Austria to visit more relatives. We left the car in Cologne and flew LH to Paris.

From there, we flew AF to AMS, and then KLM back to JFK.

I am about to make my first trip to Europe since that long-ago flight. However, I've flown enough domestically and in Asia to know that I can't expect comfy seats only 5 across or tournedos of beef in coach class. I only hope that I will once again be able to watch Ireland and Wales come into view as we hit the British Isles.

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My parents and I spent three weeks in Ireland every year from the time I was 2 to the time I was 10. I was thus a bit too young to remember my very first flight, which would have been JFK-SNN on an Aer Lingus 747-100 in the fall of 1983.

My most memorable Aer Lingus flight was the one we took in the summer of 1991, when I was 9. I was able to see the aurora borealis out the window for much of the flight while listening to "Ice Ice Baby" and other pop songs my parents didn't otherwise let me listen to in front of them. A 6-hour flight seemed so l-o-n-g to the little kid I was back then, while nowadays at age 24, of course, it feels like nothing.

Another prominent memory is the stench of the smoking section (which I believe Aer Lingus still had even on my last flight on them in 1992)...my dad was a pack-a-day smoker in New York and a two-pack-a-day smoker in Ireland.