I used to enjoy flying.
I'm old enough to remember when they gave you a pack of smoked almonds as a snack, not fucking peanuts, or worse, pretzels, but fucking almonds.
I had my nose broken (deviated septum) back in the day.
When I was young, it didn't bother me too much, but as I got older, I could no longer equalize pressure.
It got so bad that, at times, it felt like someone was stabbing an icepick into my eardrum, the pain was excruciating.
I the last tour before I retired, I ended up on an inspection team.
We would fly out of Corpus Christi to either Dallas or Houston, then proceed to fly to Okinawa, then Misawa, then down to Guam then back to the states. Also made trips to Sicily.
My ear would be plugged up for weeks after the trip, it would suddenly pop and it felt like blood running down my neck. Hurt like a motherfucker.
That is when I no loner liked to fly.
But, if I have to fly, let it be JAL. They still believe in young, hot flight attendants and they are on time with great CS.