Worst: Well I was doing a flight from London Heathrow to Sydney on Friday 13th. From gate 13, leaving at 13:00. To be fair I really should have taken all those nasty 13's into account before booking the tickets. So I get on my first hop from LHR to Kuala Lumpur airport, about 3 or 4 hrs into the flight the captain anounces we would be making an emergency stop in Caracha.
We land and the poor guy who was having a heart attack is wheeled off the plane on a gurney. The captain comes back on the PA and announces we are not to move from our seats, call for a flight attendant or pretty much do anything but watch the onscreen movie. 5 minutes later, armed security with german shepherds get on the plane and patrol up and down, opening and closing random overhead lockers. For two hours the "armed escort" walked up and down the plane, and no one was allowed to go to the toilet.
Eventually, after what seemed like hours, as everyone was so tense, the "armed escort" left the plane, the doors were sealed and the captain announced that we would be taking off shortly. The rest of the flight was smooth to Kuala Lumpur.
When I arrived in Kuala Lumpur (at approximately 8.30pm their time) I was advised that my connecting flight had left and that I would need to stay in the airport until 9.30am the following morning. Fortunately some gentleman who was also on my connecting flight spoke up and demanded that we all be treated to a hotel room for the night, and food and drink to be "on the house". Which they did, very swiftly and we were all shuttled to the airports hotel for the night. Whilst on the shuttle some letcherous guy kept chatting me up, and I was getting extremely uncomfortable, particularly as they were yelling out names and room numbers. When they called my name I walked to the front of the shuttle collected my key and stood right next to the doors, waiting for us to arrive.
When we got to the hotel I bolted past the front desk and straight into an elevator. Ah safe at last!
The following morning I went straight to the shuttle and then my boarding gate, with no further delays to my journey to Sydney. When I landed in Sydney it was approximately 7pm, but by the time I'd cleared customs it was 9pm. A further 2hrs by train to my home town, and a 30minute taxi ride. Only to arrive and no one was answering the door. I knocked, yelled and pounded the door. Rang my sister's mobile twice, the landline several times....and finally my sister came and answered the door.
I dragged my bedraggled exhausted body into the house, hit the shower and fell asleep immediately.
Total travel time from LHR to SYD? 54hrs.
Age at time of travel: 17.
Best flight: Business class only from Stansted to Las Vegas...champagne, personalised meal, lots of leg room.... just brilliant!
Most intersting weather conditions: Flying from Brisbane to Sydney (and back again) during the red dust storm in 2009.
Sorry for the long posting, but to tell the story I had to go right from the start!