Six and a half hours of magic…

Oh well, another flight video :-)

Again this takes me back to my first ever jet flight, which occured sometime in April 1966. The flight was between Singapore and Bangkok and the aircraft was a Qantas V-Jet. I had to sit on my own with an elderly couple, while my Mother and two brothers sat together a couple of rows behind. What I remember most was the meal service. The stewards fitted these metal tray tablesĀ into holes in the armrests, and then dinner arrived on a tray divided into little compartments. I particularly remember the peas. I think I have been in love with commercial aviation ever since.