After having had the distinct pleasure of spending one and a half days on four planes, five airports, and one airport hotel, while constantly dealing with incompetent airline employees and randomly absurd "security" procedures, I was interested in the Internets' opinions about air travel. Here are two of them, from the good old days before 9/11:
The air is annoyingly potted with a multitude of minor vertical disturbances which sicken the passengers and keep us captives of our seat belts. We sweat in the cockpit, though much of the time we fly with the side windows open. The airplanes smell of hot oil and simmering aluminum, disinfectant, feces, leather, and puke ... the stewardesses, short-tempered and reeking of vomit, come forward as often as they can for what is a breath of comparatively fresh air.
— Ernest K. Gann, describing airline flying in the 1930's.
Life expands in an aeroplane. The traveler is a mere slave in a train, and, should he manage to escape from this particular yoke, the car and the ship present him with only limited horizons. Air travel, on the other hand, makes it possible for him to enjoy the 'solitary delights of infinite space.' The earth speeds below him, with nothing hidden, yet full of surprises. Introduce yourself to your pilot. He is always a man of the world as well as a flying ace.
— Early French advertisement for airline service.
Both of these are stolen from this page which has many more quotes. And don't forget to check out Brian Turner's past posts on the subject of air travel, parts one and two. By the way, did I mention that I am still waiting for my luggage?