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That the white stuff coming out of aeroplanes meant that someone on the plane had just got married.
I always used to travel with my family when I was a little kid, so I was used to the whole airport security routine. My parents said that I couldn't say "bomb" or "gun" in the airport, and I was a good child so I didn't. However, the reason I didn't say them was because I thought that if I said those words, the security cameras would fire lasers at me and I wouldn't be allowed on the plane!
i thought that the phrase "jet lag" was actually "jet leg" until i was 17...
when i was a kid i used to believe that different states were up in the sky. to fly from new york to californa, you go really high up in the air...so california must in the sky, right? i remember looking up in the sky and saying to my mom "i don't see aunties house"
My older brother told me he once saw a man summon a helicopter to land and pick him up by pointing his index finger and waving his outstretched arm over his head in a circular motion. Needless to say every time I saw a helicopter I did the same thing, hoping it would land in the front yard, the playground, a parking lot, and take me away on a great adventure.
My Mum used to believe that an aeroplane went up into the air and waited for the world to turn around so the place they wanted to go to was beneath the plane!
Since I never saw wheels under an airplane when it was flying, I thought that when the plane took off, the wheels fell off too. I always wondered how the plane landed with no wheels.
I used to think that countrys were layed on top of eachother with clouds in-between and thats why we took areoplanes, because they would fly us up there.
I used to think that a one-way ticket meant you could never ever come back. Couldn't understand why anybody would ever buy one...
i used to believe that the white smoke trails planes left in the sky WERE the planes. i didn't understand how they had doors or windows or how anyone traveled on them.
My family would goto Italy every few years. The flights always flew through the night. I used to believe the airplane would actually leave the Earth, fly through outer space, and then return to Earth to land in Italy.
I used to love fighter jets when I was a toddler, and figured that they went so fast because of the flames that came out of the afterburner. One day my cousin and I made several dozen paper airplanes and lit the backs of them on fire, fully expecting them to dart out of our hands...didn't really help the speed of the plane but it looked cool. And nothing went faster than when my grandfather saw a smoldering pile of paper airplanes. My theory was close, just a little misguided...
when I was just a wee kid, I thought that when you brought dogs on airplanes, they put the dogs in wings. just loose, running around in a big free-for-all dog party in the wings up at 30,000 feet.
When a friend was going on an airplane for the first time when he was young, he looked out the window, saw all the buildings and cars getting smaller and smaller, turned to his mother, and proclaimed "This is a big hill!"
I used to think that aeroplanes came to your house to pick you up.
I had a friend who told me that when she was young, she couldn't understand how they shrunk the plane's passengers because the plane looked to be the same size as a bird in the sky.
When I was really quite young I was in the car with my dad driving along, when I saw a vapour trail in the sky. I asked dad what it was and I heard him say, " That's a paper trail, it comes from a plane." I imagined the people throwing paper out of the plane as it went along. When I was 15 I ended up having a debate with a boyfriend about what it was; I was 100% certain it was still called a "paper trail". How embarrassing...
When I was told that my parents would be returning from an overseas trip with delivery to the door. I thought that meant that the airplane would be landing on the street in front of our house to let them out in front of our house.
I used to believe that the "shark mouth" nose art painted on military planes was to scare enemy pilots away.
if heavy people went on a plane i thought that it would tip over.
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