1st airline trip (second time in an airplane) was in January 1969. I don't recall anything romantic or fancy about it. An hour or more late out of GEG for MSP, landed as our connecting flight to BOS was taking off. Stayed with the plane to ORD, missed flight after flight due to being dumped to stand by. Airline finally gave us our luggage and said we were on our own (they wouldn't dare today). Missed a few more flights before we finally got one. Oh, we started out on NWA, and that started an unbroken 30 year string of them never getting me anywhere on time. Finally, 1999 they got us to Hawaii on time. Remains the only place NWA ever got me to or from on time.
Just get me there on time, without jamming my knees into my chin due to inadequate legroom. And, if the flight is long enough, food to stave off starvation would be nice. Otherwise, all it is is a high speed aluminum mailing tube. The flight might have been a highlight of a trip in years past, but all it is now is transportation. The faster the better.
At least we didn't have TSA in the "good old days". That was better.