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Rode in this little 4 seater plane. My dad knew someone so he had me and my middle sister go with him to ride in the plane.
It was fine until my dad thought it would be funny to scare the crap out of us by having the guy do a sharp turn. One minute I'm looking out at the horizon and the next I'm staring down at the ground. He liked to do stupid stuff like that.
The first airliner I ever went on was back in December 1999 when me, my dad, and my middle sister were moving up to Alaska. We got on the plane in Fayetteville, NC and flew to Charlotte, NC and had a 2 hour layover before boarding the plane to Seattle, WA and from there went to Fairbanks, AK. I was not a good flyer because by the time we reached Seattle I had a massive migrane. It was always like that until a few years ago.
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