Definitely the flight back from my sister's in June 2004. It was the most turbulent and frightening flight I've ever been on. Drinks were bouncing right out of their cups and people were actually gasping and groaning. I've never seen flight attendants dump the beverage carts and run to their seats like that before either. And the whole stinking time it was turbulent, the woman seated behind me chanted, "OHMYGOD. OHMYGOD. OHMYGOD." I wanted to turn around and tell her that she really wasn't helping the situation, but I was too afraid to let go of my own arm rests to do so.

The only other really memorable flight I've been on was a flight to Atlanta on the way back to MA for my grandfather's funeral in 1999. We flew over a huge thunder and lightning storm. It was such an amazing and beautiful thing to see. I was so emotionally raw at that point already, I couldn't stop crying.