I'm not talking about a British Airways A.320 scheduled flight, but what about the Malaysian Dash 7 beach hopping into short strips, or a Chalks' Mallard out of Miami Beach, or an old C-46 out of some gravel field up in Alaska?

Tell the viewers about your airborne adventures and how that old Antonov made you visit church the very next Sunday.

Are you looking for some inspiration for your magazine articles Assassin?

Short flight from Malindi to Lamu, Kenya. Looking around this transit van with wings, thinking "What do I do if I get caught short?"

probably that time in the toilet with two stewardesses...oh, exotic?

Years ago, I did a scenic flight over Antartica as a passenger - would that count ? Apart from that, all flights have been sort of uneventful.



I will be taking a 40 minute flight from Dübendorf soon enough though.

Wish I had written down what kind of plane it was, but we flew from a little airfield near San Jose, Costa Rica to the east coast and a dirt strip next to a fishing village. You could feel the wind coming through the corrugated aluminum siding of the plane and we flew right by the side of volcano's and waterfalls in the jungle. this was about '94, so not SO long ago.

Hi! I remembered this trip I made with my husband from Singapore to Pulau Tioman, Malaysia on Berjaya Air. The plane was Dash 7. The flight didn't take more than an hour but the journey was pretty bumpy with lots of turbulence along the way. The scary part was the landing. The island itself is quite hilly and when we were descending for landing, I couldn't see any strip. The next thing I remembered was the plane heading for a hill and made a very sharp turn before touching the ground. It was terrifying! When we landed my knees were shaking! :P

Thanks for sharing. The Dash 7 rocks, I've never flown on one, but the concept is just brilliant. Build like a passenger Buffalo, add two more engines and then liven up proceedings by nose-diving into short field runways. It's the spirit of fear meeting Canadian technology!

A YAK-40 flight from Niigata in Japan to Vladivostok with Vladivostok Air. There were so many flight deck crew they tumbled out when the flight attendant opened the door. You carried your own baggage on board and dumped it in a small compartment at the back of the plane that was then closed with a net...quite an experience.

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Russian made helicopter Mil Mi-17 used mainly for transport purposes but can carry weapons. 1 hour flight ranging from 3000 meters altitude to wiping tree tops for kilometers and kilometers? Military maneuvers were included in the package.



Did I mentioned that it had it's back door open? I was strapped in the seat holding myself to the rope...really tight.



Another flight where there was no flight attendant.... Was with a Pilatus PC-6 Porter



9 of us were crumbled in the back, I literally had other people's legs in my lap...climbed to 4000m (13000 ft) in 8 minutes from take off to jump with a parachute into 50 seconds free fall...solo. Should I mention it was my first parachute jump ever?

In the Air Cadets in De Havilland Chipmunks, about 9 x 20 minute aerobatic flights over the years,
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/De_Havi...DHC-1_Chipmunk

With the ATC flying gliders, managed 33 solo flights in one of these at Hornchurch Essex, also did a loop in one when the instructor was flying,
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slingsby_T.21

As a passenger in a 1945 Douglas Dakota C-47 (DC-3) from Singapore to Penang Malaysia,
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C-47

In Penang Malaysia, went to work in one of these during a riot,
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/H-47_Chinook

There I was, inverted in fog so thick I couldn't see the instruments. That didn't really matter anyway coz there was nothing on the clock but the maker's name, and that was on the back and peeling. Only way I knew I was inverted was my flying medals were in my eyes. Initially I wasn't that worried: I had huge fuel reserves in the bowser, and loads of runway behind me.

But I knew I was really in trouble when the tower called me and told me to climb to and maintain field elevation.
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Before starting university I was offered a one day job photographing strip malls from a two-seater Cessna. Maybe not so exotic, but it was the first (and last) time anyone paid me to fly and fun to be on such a small plane. The young pilot had the gall to ask me if I had heard of the mile high club.

On a flight to Dublin this year. It was soooo windy i got motion sickness. That was after the plane had landed.

I'm imagining this...

Bored stupid at temp job in a past life: Half hour lunch break one day was just long enough drive to the local landing strip and grab a ride in a Fletcher (FU24 -950) while it did a couple of cropdusting runs up and down the side of a nearby hillside. I had the biggest smile for the rest of the day.

Too many to list. Pia intonislamabad in electric storm. Sas plane on fire in cph.engine failure on airbus out of paris. Dont fly with me!

That's not exotic - you're clearly an accident conductor

I had already figured that one out!!!

4 hour turbo-prop flight flight to an undisclosed midwestern USA location through (and not above) heavy thunder storms, topped with a u-turn landing onto a short strip among flashing lightnings and dark clouds nearlry touching the chimneys of small apartments...

A few years' back I was on holiday with a boyfriend and some friends in Verona, when I had to return to the UK a few days early. My boyfriend drove me to the airport in what we thought was good time and went back to our friends. However, when I went to check in I was told that the gate was closed.

Despite my pleas they would not let me on the flight, and informed me that the only other flight that night was full. I started to panic (this was in the days before mobiles) and insisted that I had to get back to the UK that night. A sympathetic check-in clerk told me that she would speak to the pilot of the next flight and to wait around.

After about half an hour she beckoned me and said that the pilot had agreed for me to fly back on the next flight in the cockpit. Naturally, I assumed that I was losing something in translation but ... no, I did indeed spend the entire flight strapped into the jump seat (I think), chatting to the pilot and co-pilot. It was the best flight of my life!